Runners are not alone —— My first marathon experience

There is a photo album about the road in my space, which records my running experience in the past year. It looks particularly interesting now.

Speaking of running, it's just an accidental opportunity. In the laughter, I was dragged into a group by my colleagues, punching in every day to complete the goal of 20 kilometers per week. If I don't finish this week, I'll give out a red envelope. I joined this group just to stop giving red envelopes to my colleagues and think about whether I could lose weight. These small goals, I can't believe it myself. So I can walk like this.

Some people say that life must experience something you haven't experienced. Challenging the territory that you can't reach is to complete the unprecedented transcendence of yourself. On this day, I feel beyond my original self. Today, I wrote a special note about my experiences along the way.

From passive running to active liking, this process only lasted 2 1 day, and it has become a habit. From spraining my ankle for three days in Sangongli to actively looking for tricks to improve my pace, it is a transformation process that makes me feel incredible. Get up early every day, start a running trip with the morning star, and give your whole body and mind to the starry sky and the silence of dawn. Only the footsteps, only the heartbeat, only the breath accompany you. . . . . . I feel that the world is my own, and the whole night sky is my own, including twinkling stars in the sky, curly clouds and soft lights in the community. When I run on the road, my heart is rich and full, and I will sweat all over during running, releasing mixed emotions during the day, and the whole person will be very relaxed. So I persisted. In the morning light, in the breeze, in the drizzle and in the fragrance of flowers, it was a process of self-liberation, because I enjoyed it and I liked it.

On the road of life, you can always find like-minded friends. The same is true on the road of running. It turns out that many small partners in the company are also sticking to their favorite sports like me. So I followed them into the running group. After I went from 5 km to 10 km and then to 25 km, my heart began to swell. I want to experience the passion of marathon and wonder if I can go further and run further. At this time, my friends and I signed up for the team marathon, thanking them for helping me to make a complete training plan, punching in every day and encouraging them. Fortunately, in the end,

After a month of intense preparation, 20 19 19 embarked on the marathon on February 5. This day is a special day, which will be remembered as a grand day in this year and even in this life.

I was a little excited the night before and couldn't sleep. I got up at 5: 30 in the morning and caught the first subway. The whole train is full of people running horses. The whole excitement was suddenly moved by this warm atmosphere. To me, I'm still a rookie. From getting the number cloth to tools such as salt pills and energy glue, every item is full of freshness, and every step fills the gap in my life experience.

This is really a feast for long-distance runners. Thirty thousand people entered at the same time, and the scene was spectacular. What I saw was fragments of people scattered on the runway like white snowflakes. Everyone's face is filled with joy, and everyone welcomes their home court in the best state.

As the national anthem sounded and the first shot was heard, thousands of troops rushed over like a long dragon, pointing directly at Shennan Avenue, which was very shocking. Only in this atmosphere can we understand the true meaning of the word "prosperous sports".

Running in the crowd, I am in it, like a drop of water in the river, but not a drop of water. The sound of refueling on both sides of the road is exciting. When we met the volunteer photographers, everyone put on the most beautiful pose. 15 km ago, I ran very easily and happily. At the end of the trip, the army was cut in half, physical strength began to decrease, the pace began to slow down, and the road began to be less lively than before. Only then did I realize that the real challenge had begun.

I added salt pills and energy glue to 2 1 km and trotted all the way. Along the way, I never forgot my goal, that is, to run a full marathon, so that I ignored the scenery along the way. Running on the road reminds me of the days when I used to run alone with the stars. It is a particularly peaceful feeling. Today, in such a lively scene, some lonely runners miss the past. Quietly ran to 30 kilometers and added an energy glue. My body feels very hungry, and my feet are heavy with salt water and sweat. I told myself that I must stick to it.

Finally, at 33 kilometers, the calf began to pull out the tendons and send bullets. There are already runners stretching by the roadside, and some people are replenishing energy while walking. I dare not stop, afraid that once I stop, I will have no courage and strength to move forward. So, I jogged all the way and remembered that the closest person around me had spoken to me. You must do your best. If you can't hold on, stop. It was the story that they asked me if I knew how the camel died. It was crushed to death by a straw. Do you know that?/You know what? And the old mother at home, hearing her daughter and grandmother secretly tattle, said that my mother was going to take part in a deadly long-distance marathon, and specially called me to tell me not to do things that are difficult for young people to complete, not to mention that you are middle-aged and don't play such hard sports. . . . . . . At this time, I feel that people around me are caring about me and looking at me. I must stick to it.

I ran another 5 kilometers with my head covered. 38 kilometers, I remembered my childhood days, doing farm work at home in summer, with my back to the loess and my back to the sky. This time is the same as transplanting rice seedlings in paddy fields at noon. When I bent over and looked back, it was really a Wang Yang, with no boundaries, as if it had no end. This is the truest idea in my heart at 38 kilometers. One kilometer is really long, and there are 4 1 kilometer signs written opposite the cheering crowds on both sides, as if to tell me that you should stick to it. As a result, it is becoming more and more afraid to stop and run before a small step. The card of 4 1 km is clearly printed in my mind. I want to run, just as I want to keep going in my most difficult days.

So, I added two bananas and finally ran to 40 kilometers. The cramp in the calf has not stopped, the pain in the left ankle is dull, and the steps and strides of the two legs are getting smaller and slower. There are more and more people walking along the way. Let's cheer for each other. Come on.

When I ran to 4 1.8 km, a colleague next to me told me that at this time, you can reach the finish line only 200-300 meters away from the finish line. You can sprint to the finish line. Hearing this, my heart began to get excited. Finally, finally, I look forward to this finish line and see the last light. I high-fived the volunteers on the roadside with tears in my eyes. It took me 5 hours 14 minutes to finish, 42.8+095 kilometers. I really ran back all the way. On this marathon track, I completed a challenge of self-limit and surpassed myself.

When I crossed the finish line, I saw someone holding a bunch of roses waiting for the runner who was about to reach the finish line. I think that bouquet of roses is worth having. Meet friends in the bag storage, and we share the joy of completing the game. We all say we are the best!

It is heavy to get a medal. In my hand, I sent a message to my brother to tell my old mother that I really got a medal back. Then, send text messages to the people I care about most, telling them that I finished the race safely and was not towed away by an ambulance. . . . . .

Some people say that if you don't persist in doing one thing, you may have nothing, but if you persist, you will get something, and every step you take counts. After running a course, this sentence has a deeper understanding. Life, every step will count!

Today, I finally ran my first marathon. I really didn't enjoy sports in the second half of the process, but I persisted to the end. From excitement to exhaustion to exhaustion to weakness, I never gave up all the way. Life experience is a kind of gain. This experience is precious, challenging life and surpassing yourself. Every step is watered by sweat and perseverance. Believe in yourself, after this experience, you will only get better and better!

Yes, life is not a marathon. When we tried our best to reach the finish line, the scenery along the way and the joys and sorrows we experienced made us regret this life.

I hope that in this life, I can keep going. On this road, we will run together and not be alone. ...