Nigeria Full Marathon

[Nigeria full marathon]

Marathon started at 6:30 in the morning, had rainstorms in 6:00.
The first time in Africa, I saw the rainstorms in the dry season.
Before the start, I met two experienced runners from Finland,one of them have ran 150 marathons and another one ran more than 180 times over 120 countries, during 20 years.

Because the registration was not restricted, so thousands of people signed up, when the water sprayed into the air, Marathon started ! Slippery floor, dark road, crowed people made a chaotic, panic start. I couldn’t even see the road, only to be pushed walking in the darkness, someone has been shouting ‘don’t push!’

It was the first time to run with African,I should feel pressure .But I remember what a running friend have told me when the first time I run a marathon three years ago. ‘Remember, you just run at your own speed. Don’t chase anyone, or you’ll run out of energy in the endurance race. ‘

The African’s momentum is always easy to be ignited. The first two kilometers, the crowded streets have been gradually opened up. Some people shout ‘Nigeria Let’s go!’ in the crowd. Those lazy steps immediately filled with strength.
I found out that ‘Let’s go’ is a more irresistible call than ‘come on’.

3 kilometers,people who passed me all said ‘Chinese! You are the first Chinese running Marathon here!

5 kilometers, people who passed me patted my shoulder as a silent encouragement.
8 kilometers, I suddenly broke out a ‘China, Let’s go!’ in the crowd, just like a group of Chinese people behind me. I started to get excited. The Nigeria also shouted ‘China!’ China! ‘

10 kilometers, When I was passing anyone who has stopped running, I would pat their shoulders and say ‘Let’s go, you can do it’! I found it has gradually formed a magical force, like magic buttons, people who were pat instantly activated, and immediately joined running together.

After 20 kilometers, the people who were still running together seemed to be more serious.
There are always someone would run a few kilometers with me, handing a bottle of water, when I needed or say a few words to have me encouraged, In our life runway, we are never alone. Love makes our steps became temperature.

Around 30 kilometers, I heard constantly whistle,the ambulance car, the bus. The big bus took a group of people who gave up halfway. They waved to us cheerfully. They felt relieved about giving up,but they wont figure out whats the meaning of ‘Marathon’.

My legs got sore,painful and stiff like they were artificial legs being fitted not appropriately . The Marathon should have very rich supplies, but this time there was no supply except for water.

Hardened from the leg to the waist, I knew my body was exhausted, only my own will was supporting me. Three years ago, the runner also said, ‘don’t stop on the way, running is better than jogging, jogging is better than walking’ I know that once I stopped, it would be hard to lift the ‘rock legs’ up again.

The crowd has split into two parts , one is far beyond my sight, another part I was passing has stopped running already,but walking and chatting.

So I never dared to stop in the middle. Even I was slow, I insisted ‘running’, I know I would not give up,not my body, but my strong belief.

A tall Nigerian ran by me asking me questions. I was exhausted and tried to save my energy so I replied.

‘I don’t want to talk now!’ ‘

He was not annoyed, but began to guide me.
‘Breathe with your nose’
‘Put your hands in the front of your chest .’
‘Don’t drink too much water.’
He was like a coach who just occurred in time .
Beside him, there was a 10 years old little boy . He said we three ran at the same pace, get to the finish line together.
But they were actually cooperating with my speed, even his stride could be faster than my running pace, but they were still by my side.

Less than 5 kms to the finish line, in addition to the three of us, most people were just walking.
The crowd was cheering ‘Chinese, good! China, NO.1 ‘, this gives me more power, and I shouted back’ Nigeria!Lets go ‘ ‘

It took me 5 hours eventually , comparing to the one in America last year , although this time was only 15 minutes slower, but the exhaustion and pain increased greatly. The marathon is a long battle, and it makes you more clear about your body,the physical index.

A friend who loves running says he runs very often and always feels easy when he runs to 20 kilometers, so he feels uninteresting and didn’t go on.
20 kilometers and 25 kilometers, 30 kilometers and 40 kilometers are completely different .
Sometimes, pain does not always give you pleasure, but if you can overcome and transcend , persist it , another giant in your body will be released. The name is ‘potential’.

Don’t ever stop moving when you are feeling easy. Life begins at the end of your comfort zone.

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[尼日利亚全程马拉松]

早晨6:30的马拉松,6点开始下暴雨。
来非洲这么久第一次遇到旱季下暴雨。
起跑前认识了两位芬兰的70岁跑者,一位跑了150场马拉松,一位跑了180场。在120多个国家,坚持了20多年。

因为报名没有限制,因此几千个人报名,早上地面湿滑,又是黑蒙蒙的一片,当矿泉水喷洒向空中时,人群中欢呼,起跑正式开始,却像踩踏事件的前兆般一片拥挤,推攮,甚至看不见前方,只被人推着走,黑暗中只听有人一直在喊”不要推挤!注意安全”!

看着这千军万马的开始,我想这大概会和终点时的场面形成巨大的反差吧。

算是真正意义上第一次和非洲的长腿们跑,心里倒并没有任何的压力,始终记得三年前第一次跑马拉松时一位跑友对我说的话 “记住你只和自己跑!千万别和任何人比速度,不然在耐力赛中你会让自己精力耗尽!”

黑人的气势总是很容易燃起来,在跑了不到两公里,拥挤的街道已经逐渐拉开层次,有人在人群中呼喊着”尼日利亚,Let’s go !”,那些懒散的步伐立即注满了力量。
突然觉得” Let’s go”比” come on”更充满了让人无法抗拒的号召。

3公里,大家对我这个唯一的中国面孔出现在赛场甚是好奇,或是邀请一起自拍,或是说着”你好!”
5公里,有人从我身边跑过时,拍拍我的肩膀,只是大家一种默契的无声鼓励。
8公里,我突然在人群中爆发了一句” China, Let’s go !”就好像我的身后有一群中国人一样,我开始兴奋起来,黑人们也跟着一起呼喊道”中国!中国!”
10公里,我从每一个停下来走路的人身边跑过时,会拍拍他们的肩,说” Let’s go,你可以的” !随着拍的人越来越多,我发现这渐渐形成了一个神奇的力量,像是魔法按钮般,被拍的人转头看到我,瞬间激活,立即跟着一起跑起来。
有一部分人到10公里就终止了。

20公里以后,还在一起跑的人似乎更加认真起来。
偶尔有人在我身边一起跑几公里,亦或是在需要时为我递上一瓶水,亦或是牵动我的步伐让我更有力量,人生的跑道上,也真是如此,没有人孤单的来孤单的走,因为一句话,一个激励,让步伐变得有温度。

30公里,身边只有不断的汽笛声,救护车🚑, 警车,大巴。大巴拉走了一批又一批中途放弃的人,他们向我们兴高采烈的挥着手,”打酱油”的人是终究不会领域马拉松的意义的。

我的双腿这时已经开始疲惫,像是注了铅一样,整条腿完全硬到发痛。 以前跑马都是有非常丰富的补给,而这次除了矿泉水,没有任何的补给。我遗憾,没有自己提前准备。
硬化从腿到腰部,我知道自己的体能已经耗完,这个时候只有自己的意志在维持了。三年前的那个跑者也说了另外一句话”不要在中途停下来,跑总比慢跑好,慢跑总比走后”。我知道一旦停下,铅块腿便再难提起了。

这时的人群大致分为两拨,一拨是远远的跑在前面,我连身影也不曾见;而我视线所及的,被我超过的一大拨只有闲庭信步停下来走路的人。
因此我从不敢在中途停留,即使再慢也坚持用”跑”,有的时候意志力像一口气,一旦松懈便很难提起。

一个”长腿”跑到我身边,不断问着我问题,我已经精疲力尽只想节省体力,便答”我现在不想说话!”
他并没恼怒,而是开始指导帮助我
“用鼻子呼吸”
“双手在前面,摆动力度大点”
“不要喝太多水”
他像是一个不知道从哪里飞来的教练,耐心且及时。他的身边,还有一个10多岁的小男孩。他说,我们三人步伐一致,一起跑到终点🏁 。

他们完全配合着我的速度,即使他跨着大踏步也能追上我的跑速,但是他一直没有超速。
还有5公里就接近终点了,除了我们仨,还在一起跑着的人越来越少了。越来越多的围观人群里欢呼着”中国,好样的!中国,NO.1″,这让我又多了一些力量,我也提起精力为他们呼喊着”尼日利亚!”

全程用了5个小时,比起去年在美国,虽然只是慢了10几分钟,但是疲惫和酸痛度却大大增加。马拉松这场长久战,它把你的身体机能,训练状况照射的清清楚楚。

有一位爱好跑步的朋友说,他经常跑步,跑到20公里时也觉得很轻松,所以便觉得没意思,就没继续跑下去。
20公里和25公里,30公里,40公里是完全截然不同的感受。
有的时候痛苦不一定能够给你愉悦的感受,但是你若能克服并且超越,坚持,你身体里的另一个巨人才会被释放出来。它的名字叫”潜能”。

所以,千万别在你感觉轻松时就停止不前。人生从离开舒适区开始。

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