What am I doing? Don't call me soliciting, okay? Do you think a middle-aged uncle like me will have guests?
Tell everyone I'm going to run a marathon. Hey, is it 4 o'clock? Be sick!
Yes, I thought so three years ago. Don't sleep early in the morning, just run. The man should put on tights and curve like a woman. No matter how strange pedestrians look, they always run foolishly alone. It's really full It is better to have a beauty sleep every day and eat whatever you want every day.
Until one day, I suddenly felt weak and sweaty, and later I learned that there was a professional term called "feeling of dying". When I went to the hospital, I was diagnosed with heart problems. According to the doctor's advice, I started my old life of playing Tai Ji Chuan in the morning and walking slowly at night. Once I went for a walk by the river with my wife and children, and I couldn't walk after walking 500 meters. I said to them, "I have a rest. You go first. " Looking at their distant figures, I felt a deep sadness in my heart. I think, life is still so long, I may never be able to accompany them! Looking at the passers-by running forward around me, I began to envy them for the first time.
I was unwilling and decided to run forward. Of course, we can only start by walking slowly for 500 meters. At that time, I deeply realized that a person will only cherish what he has lost. That's what I do. When walking and running become my luxury, I regard running as my most cherished thing. I get up at 5 o'clock every morning. I don't care what other people think. I just ran on my own. I try to walk as much as possible and walk as fast as possible every day. Surprisingly, three years later, I actually stood at the starting point of Guangzhou Marathon, ready to finish my first marathon.
Is it ok or not? Don't worry, remember the magic pill? That's a quick-acting pill.
There was a gunshot and the game began. I remember the first half of my life while running.
Start ten kilometers, just like my carefree teenager, just run forward happily. The police cleared the way for me in front, the audience cheered me on by the roadside, and the children stretched out their arms and waited happily for me to give a high five. That kind of happiness is unparalleled. You can see how happy a middle-aged uncle is to run a marathon by looking at my outfit.
In the second ten kilometers, just like my study and work, there will always be someone who will surpass us. I reminded myself: "Don't compare with others! You are comparing yourself and your goal is to complete your own game. " In fact, life is the same. We should focus on our own rhythm, never be biased by others, just run forward according to the rhythm.
The third ten kilometers is like a midlife crisis, and the pain follows. First the right calf began to cramp, then the left calf, and then the thigh. I came to the side of the road and pulled my leg, then ran on the runway while smoking. I hammered my thigh hard and swore: "Take your uncle's cigarette!" "This is the life of middle-aged people. We can only curse, suffer and run on our own.
The fourth 10 kilometers, like my previous life, entered the so-called "hitting the wall" stage, which is the limit of life. There is an audience booing next to it. Don't go. You finally won the lottery. Run. I really want to go over and beat him up. Can't you see I'm already trying to escape? I'm just a little slow. But at this time, I have no strength to pay attention to anything around me, so I can only grit my teeth and stick to it, as if the whole stadium were left behind and run forward.
The last two kilometers came, and I finally went beyond the physiological limit and ran forward in the heart flow. My feeling is that the car has entered a constant speed cruise, and the time has become very slow, just like stopping at once. I just feel a torrent in my heart pulling me to the finish line. At the moment I crossed the finish line, I threw the quick-acting pills on the ground.
Some people say that marathon is the last stubbornness of middle-aged people, and I want to say that marathon is my last salvation.
It was in the marathon that I experienced my past life. After forty kilometers of happiness, concentration, pain and persistence, we can enter the last two kilometers of life. What is traffic? Flow is to keep running forward, that is, to concentrate, concentrate, forget everything, try to challenge your goals, and experience your inner happiness wholeheartedly.
So life is a marathon, not surpassing others, but challenging yourself; Not how fast you run, but how far you run; Not pain and depression, but persistence; It's not an instantaneous explosion, it's a free flow.
The marathon of life is only your own marathon. At any time, you just need to run on your own.
No.-Day 24 after dropping out of school