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In order to support African health charity AMREF, West Ham United goalkeeper robert green challenged himself to climb Kilimanjaro. Here, he only told Independence Hill when he decided to take a job by Robert Green.

Saturday, 6 July 2008, 5438+02

Leaving Kenya and taking a short flight to Tanzania means flying at an altitude of about 20,000 feet. The pilot who arrived here 20 minutes ago happily announced that if we looked at our window, we could see Kilimanjaro. Look out the window, look at the clouds above, and look at our scenery. I have seen photos and videos, but this is huge. I curse AMREF's challenge.

I feel an extra pressure. I realized that I am not an ordinary player trying to climb Kilimanjaro. I have been trying to talk about the sponsored AMREF cause on TV, radio, newspapers and magazines. I didn't just go home and tell my family and friends that I failed. I have to put myself under great pressure.

Our team is made up of 15 people, and a team leader is quite evenly divided and has rich experience in novice mountaineering. I am a determined beginner. We were greeted by the 43rd porter of the Army. It is relatively comfortable to carry anything and complete the climb. It soon became 39, because we saw a porter get off the feeder bus and they rode over with his legs. This is not what we started looking for.

Our five-day climb includes a climb of about 6.30, breakfast and hiking for 5 to 8 hours every day. The mountainous terrain of the base began to change from the warm open space, and finally became barren because of volcanic rocks through contact with the land in Shinan area.

We were told at the press conference that it is also a lottery ticket to adapt your body to the plateau. I know from experience that my body doesn't think too much about begging for marine diseases. So, I think it will be the same mountain sickness. I was right.

It was calm for the first few days, but I woke up on the third morning and knew I was in trouble. This is a day. Under normal circumstances, I will go back to sleep and stay away from the bathroom for a day. Unfortunately, today is not an ordinary day for me. I'm halfway into the mountain, and I have to act in one direction. Raising interest rates for eight hours is definitely torture. Take your time, take your time' is a crying porter as an early warning, not only to combat the impulse to rush up the mountain too fast, but also to say that a football player from other groups was marked far behind his fifth stop in the morning after stopping taking drugs.

Strangely, I am glad that I spent this day, because I know that any day of the summit may leave me behind, but it can't make things worse. I was wrong.

Finally, we climbed to the top of the mountain, and the team realized that the last five days had been fully prepared to advance to the mountain area. We spent a lot of time at the party, playing poker in the dark, joking and laughing. Nothing about last night. Nerves do die. It's like setting up a competition for me. A week's training and rest, Saturday's preparation, intense construction, waiting for its arrival.

Our last climb started at midnight. It doesn't seem a good idea to trudge in the dark, stay away from the warm sleeping bag and disappear into the ice at night. Last year, the interest rate was raised for seven to eight hours, at least in the black space. This is hell. My body was struggling to breathe, and there was another climb of 1000 meters, which was not cold enough to freeze for the first hour in our drinking water pipe. Then I filled all the water and was carried for several hours. I can't do anything about the mentally retarded. No scenery can distract you, so you will return to the person staring at these boots in the next 7 hours.

Other people also started dropping out of school not long ago. I think if someone does the same in our group, then they will reduce flies. But, hey, we've come this far.

After dawn, the group has reached the Dastra point, and the peak period is below 100 meters. After the break, I'm still 20 minutes behind, the dance steps of each pair of players. Stumbling on my side of the mountain. There is no other consideration, just my next time and place. This is a slight mediation, knowing that my new season will not be compared with this climb.

It took me about forty-five minutes to climb the last 100 meter between Stella and the top of the Free Press. A man and a woman, our team conquered a mountain area of 5895 meters. I don't remember it at any celebration. I'm glad to do so, but I think about other things too painfully. Take a quick picture and tilt your head back. The opinion is amazing, but it's all too much. It's negative 1520, and the blood oxygen level is below 50% at sea level.

The group began to decline, but a few people began to waver, and I was one of them. Due to lack of oxygen in the brain and lack of water, I vomited and diarrhea for two days, and I was generally unable to adapt to the plateau. My body gave up on me. With a clear idea, I finally decided to call for help, but I didn't have the time and place to go to the edge of a mountainous area.

With the help of two porters, I was gradually led back to our camp, which lasted for 4 hours. After sleeping for two hours, I examined a group of doctors. I see a doctor every day to see if I can continue. One of the tests measured the oxygen content in our blood. If it is less than 78%, you are considered unfit to continue. Coal mine is 45%.

On my plane home, the scenery of Kilimanjaro has just reached its peak, but I can't go back there. This is the most demanding thing I have done so far, just like the first stop of my trip. Similarly, the people of Kibera and Dagoret lead normal people to live in extraordinary environment, and I once joined a group of ordinary people to do something extraordinary. Besides frostbite, it still reminds my fingers that I lost the weight of a stone and I survived. This is an experience that I will never forget. If I am lucky, I will do better.