Spartan Race Pezinok conquered twice

I spent the first weekend in May again on the track of the most famous obstacle course races in the world. In Pezinok, I attended my 19th and 20th Spartan Race. It soon will be three years since my very first race and in that time I learned a lot. One of the things I have noticed is that every single race is different, I always gain new experiences and it makes me stronger.

It was the same now, though it is difficult to find words to describe my feelings. I fought with the weather and myself more than the track itself and the obstacles. On Saturday, the weather was merciful to us and not even occasional rain bothered us, but from the start I complained about feeling dry. Obviously I've made some mistake and I haven't watered myself enough before the race, it didn't happen to me for the first time. All of you reading these lines should not forget the drinking regime. However, I completed the track without any serious complications. My friends were waiting for me in the finish line and they gave me the energy for the last few obstacles and final meters.
Sunday Super was a little bit different. Very chilly weather made it more difficult, particularly strong and cold wind blowing people's umbrellas and organizer’s tents away. It happened to me for the first time that I was shivering from the cold yet before the race, and that I had the feeling that maybe I did not want go on the track. However, shortly after the start, I was able to warm up quite a bit and at some passages it was more bearable with a weaker wind. Later, unfortunately, tougher moments came when I was cold and I started to shiver again. It was way harder to warm up again. I liked, as always, the paths through the forest the most, where the wind did not blow and where I could also enjoy the nature. The obstacles were wet and slippery from the rain and the mud, so I didn't overcome some of them, but making burpees didn't bother me at all, in fact, I gladly made them because I warmed up quite well. I was glad that the track was not too long or very difficult, because after reaching the finish I shivered again. Thanks to the weather conditions, I consider Sunday Super the most terrible Spartan I've ever attended. I was also sorry for the volunteers who had to stand in the weather near obstacles, but as always, they did a great job.

On both days I was not alone on the track, but my Hungarian “colleague” from Romania, Zsolt Keresztes, accompanied me.

Photo: JakabA - Challengephoto

We had a good time, we have supported each other and sworn together about the weather and some obstacles. We looked at each other's technique and learned new things from each other. I think we ran very well and as we started together, we also finished together. Zsolt, It was my pleasure!

P.S. On Sunday, just after the start, a curious thing happened. For a while we found ourselves on the track in front of Peter Žiška himself. For those who don’t know, Peter is our best Spartan, and in the number of first places he is the most successful in the world (I hope I didn’t mess this information up). So how could it happened? Simply. When our wave started, Peťo just reached the finish (he started an hour earlier than I did), but he probably didn’t get enough and decided to run the track again. One of his teammates was running with him, unfortunately I didn't recognize him, they flew by so fast that I saw only two blurs. I only recognized Peťo by his typical headband. They're just awesome runners and warriors. But how many people can say that they were outran by Peter Žiška on the track? :)