What's it like to cross the end of a marathon?
Finally finished running.
when writing the sports meeting in the composition lesson of primary school, the most frequently used sentence is "at the sound of gunfire, the athlete rushed out like an arrow leaving the string." At that time, I didn't know that there was a sport called marathon in the world.
I don't know if the professional runner standing in the first row of the starting line is like an "arrow off the string". Anyway, I am like porridge knocked over on the ground, which is very thick and flows hard on the ground. I didn't hear the gunshot at all. I just felt that the crowd began to wriggle and heard someone ask, "have you run away?" Did you run away? " Someone answered, "run away!" Let's start! " Then he was pushed by the flow of people all the way to the starting line. Look up at the time on the starting gate, 1 minute 48 seconds. Thirty thousand people took part in this race, all of which passed the starting line and took 15 to 20 minutes. Depending on the situation, I am still in front.
after passing the starting gate, he is still moving. If he speeds up the speed slightly, he will step on the heels of others, and he will be trampled by the person behind him. Fortunately, at the distance of three kilometers, the distance between the runners was extended, and they were finally able to run normally. I adjust my breath and pace, as I usually practice, three steps one breath, three steps one inhale, keeping the speed at 10 kilometers per hour, like when the plane starts autopilot mode after lift-off, I turn on autopilot mode, and all I have to do is move my legs and swing my arms.
the crowd was sparse and the field of vision was broad. onlookers stood on both sides of the track, waving small colorful flags and shouting various slogans. A large-scale "retired aunt support group" shouted neatly and loudly, "come on, handsome!" Come on, girl! " The effect was particularly good. An uncle, who had been running side by side with me before, suddenly accelerated and whizzed and threw me far away.
half an hour later, the professional athletes who ran the whole race came back from the turning point and met head-on with the army. The first echelon was all black with frightening speed. What a pomp! Two black snow leopards drove off, and the electronic screen on the roof showed the time spent in the race, followed by three police cars lined up with the word "product", followed by a television car, with the camera keeping a close eye on the contestants. Behind the contestants, two handsome guys in black uniforms drove a tricycle, which was super cool, followed by a Mercedes-Benz ambulance from the Armed Police Hospital, and finally a white car with unknown use. There was a motorcycle hovering nearby, and a photographer crouched on it.
seems to be inspired by them, runners speed up one after another, men and women, old and young, keep roaring past me, the speed is not like running a marathon, like a hundred-meter flying man. I can't help but want to step on the accelerator, think about it or forget it, comfort myself: don't worry, according to the usual pace, we are not impulsive.
the first five kilometers of the marathon are very short, just like the last five kilometers are very long. Without feeling much, I have reached the first turning point under the Chaotianmen Bridge. The return point was covered with several black plastic mats, which made a "Didi" sound like stepping on a dance blanket. This is the legendary timing sensor belt, the chip attached to the shoe reacts physically with it, and the time spent by the runner is recorded and transmitted to the computer. The half marathon goes through five time points, starting point, five kilometers, ten kilometers, fifteen kilometers and the end. I need to pass one by one. If I miss any of the time points, it will be for nothing today.
my good friend Yan once asked that if the marathon is so long and unguarded by the referee, are you not afraid of someone taking shortcuts? I said, since they all decided to run a marathon and abuse themselves, they basically sincerely abused themselves and came all the way to do things that deceive themselves and others, which most people could not do, and there were onlookers along the road, so they had to withstand strong mental pressure. More importantly, like this competition, the timing is set at the return point, want to take a shortcut, but also can not find a place to set foot ah! And now they all take the high-tech route, and there are cameras watching along the way.
I met the beverage station five kilometers away, which was the first beverage station in the race. Everyone "hula" rushed up. I hesitated for a moment and continued to run. If you drink too much water, it will be a tragedy if you can't find the toilet for a while.
on the way back, I ran into a mighty mini-marathon. Just like we cheered for the professionals just now, a lot of people cheered for us. I used to hear people talk about sportsmanship and sportsmanship. I felt mysterious. I took part in so many tug-of-war competitions from childhood to big, and every time I was dragged into a dog, I didn't see any opponent playing sportsmanship. Today, I found that there is such a thing in the world, everyone cheers for others!
there is nothing to say about five to ten kilometers. I usually run about ten kilometers on weekends, and I am familiar with it. Ten kilometers later, the throat began to be thirsty, and when passing the drinking station, pay attention to replenishing water. In the past, when watching the marathon on TV, the athletes ran and drank water at the same time, and their movements were extremely chic, and some people poured mineral water on their heads in a very professional posture. I tried it. It's no fun to run and drink water. It makes my nose wet and it's easy to choke. I had to stop, stand by the side of the road, drink the water, throw away the cup, and reopen the pace.
between drinking stations, there are places where wet sponges are provided, and runners squeeze water from the sponges to wash their heads and arms and cool their bodies. The temperature is not high today. It was only 12 degrees when I started running. I only had a slight sweat on my head, which could be easily done with the back of my hands. But I still steamed up to the volunteers, took a sponge and pretended to wipe my forehead and hands.
there is trouble around fifteen kilometers. Although I went to the toilet three times before running, although I tried to eat dry breakfast, even though each drink was only a small glass of water, the urge to urinate was unstoppable. Look around, there is no toilet, ran for a while, not yet, another flush, still no. The speed has reached 12 kilometers per hour, and now I run for nothing but the toilet. Finally, the view of a mobile toilet appeared, and what was even more exciting was that no one stood in line. I picked up speed again for fear that someone might get ahead of me.
after going to the toilet, I feel relaxed. Just now I only cared about the bladder and didn't feel tired. As soon as I relaxed, I found that I was exhausted. Legs are like cooked noodles. "wheezing" wants to slide to the ground. I can't imagine what it will be like to run the whole horse in the end. But I don't want to give up. The Austrian poet Rilke once said, "what is there?"Victory means everything. " I guess he must have had the experience of running a long distance.
Marathon, there are no other secrets!
in this way, it lasted for 19 kilometers, and suddenly, the onlookers on both sides became excited and cheered loudly than ever before. I thought it was cheering for me, but they all looked behind me. I turned my head and it was the whole runner who was sprinting! At the front were two black men, one tall and the other short, who ran nearly forty kilometers without fatigue, and seemed to be faster than they had seen at three kilometers. As usual, even the helicopter followed, and the wind raised by the propeller overturned the billboard!
I can't calm down, I want to sprint! Breathing normally, full of energy, legs as soft as snot, but there is still room to play. Acceleration and then acceleration, more than a lot of people, there is no detailed count, because there are too many.
the finish line appeared, and the running posture and rhythm were all left behind, like a toddler chased by several wild dogs, rushing forward instinctively, the wind roaring in his ears, and the crowd retreating.
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finally finished running!
No excitement, no sense of achievement, not even the intention to show off on Weibo! My heart is full of only one sentence--
finally finished running!
gasping for breath, my stomach was turned upside down, my head was in a trance, and I didn't know where to go. No signs, no volunteers, no group friends wearing fluorescent green, I was like an orphan abandoned in the street at night. It turned out that the feeling of running to the finish line was so desolate?
saw several long queues in the square, followed and asked the person in front of him that he was getting a souvenir. Everything is packed in a big plastic bag, flipped through casually, a white bath towel, a bottle of mineral water, a banana (good thing), a commemorative medal, heavy medals, like an Olympic bronze medal. I heard an aunt say to her companion, "it's really worthwhile to get so many things for 30 yuan. We'll run again next year!"
in the place where I printed my results, I got my first marathon report card:
this is to prove that six plus seven successfully completed the 2014 Samsung Electronics Chongqing International Marathon
and the National Marathon Championship (second stop)
half marathon results
2 hours 13 minutes 35 seconds at that time, I just wanted to Who would have thought that my marathon has just begun.