This one for the last few weeks…
So there was this BUCS competition in Sheffield, Climbing
Works on February 22nd. I went there not knowing what to expect.
After all, it was uni competition and from my experience that didn’t mean that it is
going to be a really strong comp… But I was nicely surprised.
There were around 400(?) competitors in total. I really
didn’t expect that kind of turnout, even for a regular competition that amount
would be amazing but for only uni?? That was a huge, wow :)
So 25 problems (as always in UK) for qualification and I was
counting down flashes quite good as I recall only dropped on 23rd.
24th from third attempt and on 25th only got bonus. Finished with score of 232 and was first from
the group 1. So I was pretty sure I got into the finals.
Got in tied in 3rd position. I found out that other
finalists didn’t do much better just didn’t drop that silly on 23rd.
I think that made me more confident. It has been a while since I was in the
finals so I was really excited, psyched, stoked and all the other fancy
words… I don’t know why, but I didn’t
feel any pressure or nor I was nervous, just this excitement was rushing
through my blood.

The weirdest thing was the crowd… There were maybe 200
students staying for the finals, so naturally I was expecting quite amazing
roar during the finals, I was expecting to get that extra power from the crowd
and etc… BUT I felt just the same as I would be climbing in the training, expect from
the fact that 200 people were staring at you, not even chatting among themselves
or anything, just staring. And when someone dropped there would be just a
massive ‘uhhhh’ sound and clapping. And the worst part, there wasn’t even music
playing. WEEEIRD. I thought: alright, it’s
probably just because not most of people from the crowd haven’t been climbing
longer than two years and probably haven’t been in competitions. But I was
mistaken. Almost exactly the same happened in CWIF, it was boring watching
finals in there. I have been in really amazing finals, where after them you
might have heart beat hitting over 160 beats per minute and tear rolling down
the cheek from amazement. And all of this happening just because that feeling when every single spectator is
screaming his ass off to help the competitors to crush to the top. But in CWIF if you had the soundtrack of the
crowd you would only hear occasional ‘c’mon buddy’ and of course the ‘uhhhh’,
moderate cheering when someone tops and clapping (and ‘davai Rustam’ from me). I guess nobody wanted to be too bothered
doing that stuff. Brits…
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Thanks to Mackenzie for photo |
The climbing in CWIF was really top notch. Very spacious,
the queues weren’t too long, none of the problems overlapped and setting was
really really high quality. For success in qualification round you had to show
all the technique guns you had and as I realized towards the end some endurance
wouldn’t disturb your performance as well. Before the competition I felt so
confident, so powerful but unfortunately as soon as I started climbing all that
was replaced by terrible, awful shake. I shook through maybe 20 (30 boulders in all this time) flashes and
when it came to a bit harder problems I just didn’t have any power left from
all the hard pushing I had to do in order not to fall from the easy problems.
Don’t know which position I finished in. When I saw that I am not even in the
first page of the results list I didn’t scroll any lower.
Now I am really psyched about the next week. Plan is to do
some serious Yorkshire bouldering with V-man. Can’t wait!!

And here is the vid from Fontainebleau trip.

And here is the vid from Fontainebleau trip.
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