Brief introduction of Chongli 30 km cross-country

The ability to conquer oneself is undoubtedly the most precious thing. There is no doubt that the ability to conquer oneself is the most precious thing given by sports. -olga korbut.

There is a sentence in Chongli's official WeChat account explaining the significance of holding a cross-country race: "The real adventure comes from fear and uncertainty/the race is held to ensure that as many people as possible can cross the finish line healthily and happily/our ability to endure pain can be comparable to our desire to explore." But what really attracted me was the invitation of my friends to "go to Chongli to see the stars", so I signed up for the Chongli 30 km cross-country race with the mentality of "I want to travel".

I doubt whether I can finish this cross-country run, because I have no long-distance running experience and can't even run a horse and a half. With this suspicion and anxiety, after more than five hours of bumps, the team finally arrived at Chongli Wanlong Ski Resort at 1 am. Although it's past two o'clock in the morning, I still checked my equipment-life-saving blanket, life-saving whistle, hose, backpack, running shoes ... Sure enough, I found that I forgot to bring the most important compression pants and trekking poles-this is my always unreliable style. Fortunately, the lovely Haiyan lent me her spare trekking stick. We arrived at the game site early, ready to take a beautiful photo before the game. Fortunately, at the beginning, I reunited with my long-lost but still beautiful sister Tong Tong, and made friends with Sister Ruyi and several friends of Funcrew, who gave me great help in the competition. At ten o'clock in the morning, in the hustle and bustle and drizzle, the mighty 30-kilometer team embarked on the journey of worship ceremony.

(1) The first five kilometers (5KM): There are countless thoughts of giving up in the drizzle.

A light rain before the start of the game painted the mountains of Chongli with a layer of bright green, and also brought a little coolness to the marching troops. The temperature was just right. We kept climbing along the stone road in the mountains, and occasionally a stream flowed slowly under our feet and soaked the toes of our shoes. At this point, we are almost walking at the speed of walking. I couldn't help shouting "I like this pace" to Lao Wang, and secretly thinking "It is also excellent to walk the whole distance at this pace".

However, due to the uninterrupted altitude climbing, I was soon out of breath, and I soon fell behind. With the idea of "I can't let Lao Wang see that I can't even do five kilometers", I silently squatted to the side of the road to catch my breath, but after the rest, I found that I had no strength to catch up with Lao Wang and Haiyan's children's shoes. "No, no" and "Mom, I want to go home" are my thoughts at the moment. Thinking that Lao Wang might still be waiting for me, I hit the road again and slowly moved to the first rest point to meet Lao Wang waiting at CP 1.

(2) The second 5km (10KM: the wind flowers have not fallen-the windmill power plant in the mountains.

Different from the mud in the first five kilometers, after seven kilometers, the runners with different pace gradually pulled away from each other. We rose to the altitude of 1500 meters, and in the green of rolling mountains, there were constantly rotating power generation windmills. "The sky is like the sky, and the cage covers four fields." Looking at it, I only feel that the world is vast and the individual is small.

At this time, I gradually overcame the fatigue when I first started, followed Lao Wang and Haiyan on the expressway and started running slowly. Lao Wang said, "We will be slow. You won't run out of PB, will you? " I quickly shook my head. "No, no, no, I'm here to travel." Now I don't think it's right-this is my first cross-country, and any result I run is my PB.

(3) The third section, 7.5km (17.5KM): The mountain stream is clear and shallow-undulating in the slippery alpine meadow.

After eating enough watermelon at the second rest point, we started climbing and descending for the third time, and the real test came. This section is dominated by grass, because it is muddy and slippery after the rain, and it is raining lightly at the moment, which requires great control of knees and legs. Lao Wang told me that "CP3 has mutton supply", which quickly gave me energy. In front of me, countless sheep bleated past and turned into bowls of hot and delicious mutton soup.

The grass is steep and slippery, and people keep slipping. Just as I slowly descended step by step, the 100-kilometer God roared past me. When I realized that he left three hours later than me, and 15 km overtook me, I took my little friend and said excitedly that this was the great god of …100 km … before I could say it, the great god had disappeared at the end of the grass. Then the problem is coming. Why are the great gods not afraid of slipping when they rush down the mountain?

My admiration for the Great God was quickly taken away by the beauties and watermelons at the rest point of CP3. Watermelon is especially sweet at this time. I never thought instant noodles could be so delicious. After a short rest, we continued on our way.

(4) The fourth five kilometers (22.5KM): the trees are shaded, and every day is noon-dirt roads and soft groves under the scorching sun.

Seventeen kilometers later, it is about two o'clock in the afternoon, which is the hottest time of the day. The ground is dominated by gravel roads, and the warm sun hangs in the sky, testing our physical strength and willpower. First of all, my shoes didn't hold up, revealing my toes, and I planned to retire with honor after the cross-country trip. At this time, I thought, "Speed is not important, selfies are not important, don't get tanned." So as to quickly leave the direct sunlight area. Entering the shadow of the mountain forest, I was full of motivation again, and my fatigue gradually disappeared. Yes, my views are always out of sync with those of normal people.

Twenty-two kilometers later, when we climbed a long section of asphalt road, Wang Haiyan and I also pulled away. Walking alone in the hot sun is also the most difficult part of the road. "Abuse is not abuse, abuse is not abuse, abuse is dead!" At the fourth rest point, I ate 10 watermelons until my stomach swelled completely, while waiting happily for Lao Wang to appear.

(5) Sprint (35km): What kind of experience do you have when you think it will be over after a while, but you are told that there are still more than ten kilometers to go?

The last punch-in point is until five o'clock in the afternoon, that is to say, if you can't reach the last punch-in point (27.5KM) before five o'clock, you won't get any results. And I still have 5 kilometers at this time, only one hour left. So I tied my backpack and stepped up. Five kilometers seems so long at this time, and it is a long road, which feels like an endless distance.

At this time, I saw a very kind dirt road, which was the location of the last punch point. Seeing the big watermelon on the table in the distance gave me red and sweet motivation. Finally, at 4: 50, I reached the last rest point and was about to reach the finish line. While eating melons, I waited for Lao Wang, thinking of rushing to the finish line hand in hand with her, but I was told that there was still at least five to eight kilometers to go, so I was scared to eat more melons to calm my nerves.

Then, we embarked on the most criticized and unclear road sign after the game. We walked through the Woods, where there were many pine trees and herbs, but at this time we were not interested in enjoying them. It's 30 kilometers, and we're still climbing. There is no signal on the mobile phone, and I have lost contact with the army. Lao Wang also walked slowly behind us out of sight. Suddenly, there is a road that needs to go through the barbed wire. At this time, it was already dark in the Woods. I was afraid that she couldn't find her way, so I went back to pick her up and felt that I was a qualified fan.

Still climbing 32 kilometers, and steeper, completely giving up the idea of sprinting and "slightly to the left". At this time, I caught up with two friends of funcrew and inspired me to move on. I'm afraid of getting lost, so slow down, keep the pace and climb the steep and advanced snowy road in Bandung. The end point has gradually become clear.

I started my symbolic sprint without waiting for Lao Wang. After all, there was a camera "click" at the end. When I got the medal, my friend asked me how I felt, and I said, "Watermelon is very sweet"!

Maybe someone will ask, "What's the point of running cross-country?" Let's use a passage from Lv Yanni to answer this question, and end this note-"Maybe what we have to do in our life is not to possess or win anything, but to overcome, to overcome ourselves, to overcome the times, or to overcome the limitations of our own nature. Talking about a good situation is to recognize yourself, and trying to do one thing well is to break through the limitations. To some extent, overcoming is meaning. "