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The story of my first half marathon

My first half marathon is not a race. I finished it alone on February 20th, 2015.

It was the second day of the Chinese New Year, in the morning I got up early then went out to run. There were few people and vehicles in the streets. It’s still dark, maybe. I am not sure about that.

I ran by the streets for about 3 kilometers, then ran into the park. There were less people in the park than usual. I remembered that I had met one old couple and said Happy New Year to each other. They were walking in the trails of the park. I also remembered that I felt a little pain in my under belly after when I ran 9 kilometers. The two legs were all painful at that time. I wanted to give up this run at that moment. A voice said, don’t give up. So I stopped running to walk and take deep breath. And I stretched while walking.

After several minutes, I felt better. Then I started to run again. I ran slowly than before and sometimes stopped to walk. When the App told me that I had finished, I were relieved and stopped running.

It’s the first time I have run such a long distance. I ran for myself not others not scores.

About 20 days later, I finished my first half marathon race. It’s a hard race and we ran in the rain. I will write about it later.