It was about 8 a.m. when I arrived at downtown with the teachers and peers I know at IWE. We played games such as Chinese rope weaving when we were waiting at the starting line. I recalled I picked up a key when I ran last year, and I still keep it until today, which I don't really know why I do that. Then it was the time to start the marathon, and my shoelace got loose 5 times during the first minute because I was running. So I stopped running after 10 minutes (my shoelaces kept falling off and I really hated it).
I walked for almost the rest of the route. It's a little more than an hour and I was getting tired, and my feet were painful. I was thinking about a lot of things when I passed through all the people and the trees. I thought about all the things I did with my friends recently, what I should do after the run. As I went through all kinds of people during the marathon, I was thinking why they came here. Walking around the Stanley Park makes me recall a lot of things I forgot a long time ago.
At the end, I ran about an hour and fifteen mins which is better than I expected, but my feet felt like someone hit a nail into it. I guess the next few days will be torturous for me.