Norwegian Wood

总算找到组织可以打球了.

来这边后没多久, 就折腾着去体育馆转了转. 设备好像还没有麦大的好, 健身的地方小且没什么器械, 室内就两个篮球场, 分别在不同的楼里. 最不爽的好像没有那种可以直接去找人打球的时间, 觉得很郁闷.

后来弄到了体育馆的活动指南, 上面的确有篮球运动. 分不同的级别, 每次才一个小时. 于是折腾着去了个初级的, 竟然还有个人组织, 30来号人. 先热身, 传球上篮练习; 然后就是打全场, 男女混合的, 比较没趣味. 接着一周就去了中级的, 结果在热身的时候被组织者叫了出来, 说我比较弱, 建议我去初级的玩玩. 大ft, 感情这热身的时候都得努力表现.

四方打听, 终于知道有群中国人每周六上午都去体育馆打球. 于是屁颠屁颠跑去, 场地倒是空的, 就是没球. 后来来了两个人也没球, 体育馆也没个地方能借的. 那个不爽啊, 就跟原来初中时候好不容易下午打球, 结果中午下了场雨. 那时候还在室外玩, 场地肯定干不了了, 用的球还是那种皮的磨光了只剩一层毛, 一沾水就特别滑. 好在接着一周就借到了个球, 再去的时候来了六七个人, 半场能打开了, 不错不错.

想想这司机的故乡, 咋打个球还这么困难呢?

那是一个浪漫的国度
演绎了一段段不老的传说
那是一个时尚的国度
遇见了一次次美丽的意外
那是一个多情的国度
谱写了一曲曲红尘中的惆怅
悄悄地
她给自己换上了一件光鲜的衣裳
等着打捞我迷离的目光

清晨的法国
还在朦胧的睡梦中
我唤醒睡眼惺忪的隆河
激起早起的鸥鹭
惊扰山谷的梦魇
聆听花开的声音
在微凉的晨风里
顺着风的意向
漫无目的的闲游

来到普罗旺斯
隐约间
闻到一抹薰衣草的清香
我拥住这位紫衣少女
把自己埋进香气里
把紫色揉进眸子里
任微微的气息
俘虏我世俗的心
我没心没肺地呼吸
贪婪着这片斑斓与迷乱

法国的小镇埃兹
风情万种地依靠着地中海
海水用柔柔的嘴唇
亲吻着她静谧的脸庞
拾起阳光
听微风窃窃私语
看花草裙裾飘飘
挥开尘世的嘈杂
拽着大海的衣角
伫立山顶
与上帝对话

守望的女子
手捧幽幽的清风
等在多情必经的路口
那是一种黯然
凝视着情郎远征的背影
谁又知晓
那也是一帘幽梦
埋葬了女子几许缠绵
苍白了多少山盟海誓

嘎那电影节
在我梦里
曾经拜访过无数次
那张妩媚的红地毯
依旧骚姿弄首
却风蚀了炫目的年华
依稀可见
范冰冰身着龙装
游荡在镜头之间
乱了世人心动的分寸

邂逅尼斯
向地中海问好
躺在椅子上
呡几口清凉清凉的水
欣赏大海碎碎的倩影
等着阳光伺候
任凭柔风摆布
恍惚间
分不清今生前世
辨不清天上人间

约见大海
大海也如期而至
带着淡淡的蓝
砸进我的双眸
那是一缕早已契合在心底的色彩
纯粹的白
幽幽的蓝
让我脑海多了一对想像的翅膀
飞翔在天边
不朽了这青春年华

这是天使海湾
于是
我固执地寻觅天使
天使在哪里
我对天呼喊
娴雅的油画告诉我
天使在她的记忆里
睡在沙滩上的海岸告诉我
天使在她 S 型的曲线里
枕着浪花的大海告诉我
天使在她的呢喃里

跑到大海的嘴里
她妖媚地抛着水袖
然而
不知是浪花想调戏我
还是我惊扰了浪花的白日梦
她把涟漪化作呐喊
想要吞噬我
我也不敢怠慢浪花的热情
于是
把笑容晾在海浪里
把尖叫洒在阳光下

声悠悠
情悠悠
心悠悠
平凡的我
只想把足迹
嵌进令人心疼的逶迤里
把身影
存在令人窒息的浩瀚中
放任浪花独自煽情
抬头
飞溅

天体滩
人们用裸露的身体
解放着每一个细胞
粉黛的阳光
也灵魂出窍了
一点一点
一滴一滴
窥探着每一寸肌肤
这是自由在勇敢的表白
却
惆怅了我回家的路

夕阳西下
躺在胭脂里的遮阳伞
显现出一丝腼腆
静静地收起面孔
闲来无事的沙滩椅
悠悠地趴在地上乘凉
试想
如果给遮阳伞一片荫凉
她是否也愿意
像沙滩椅一样
躲在荫凉处独自乘凉

累了
瘫坐在路旁
喜欢这种自由自在
喜欢这份随遇而安
喜欢这股素面朝天
借一支陋笔
拿一张素纸
将走过、看过、错过的痕迹
一一记录
任行人流逝
让路人贻笑

海
以平静的姿势
拥抱着摩纳哥
因不收个人所得税
吸引了全世界的富豪
虽为第二小国
却不乏名品层出
对于金钱
我有了片刻的恍惚

蒙地卡罗赌场
与纸醉金迷、奢华无度同义
公子王孙、文人骚客、巨贾大商
云集于此
豪赌之后
或开邮轮去巴塞罗那吃顿海鲜
或驾飞机去爱情海小憩
或兜名车去巴黎喝杯咖啡
但
那是别人的生活

那一次出行，只为勾引心存已久的梦
那一次追逐，只为挑逗梦中的主角
那一次眺望，只为把梦带回家
悠悠的心
亵渎了
一个美梦
留下了
无穷的报复
一次一次晒伤后
皮也就厚了

走进梦境
走进油画
以一种典雅的姿势
凭海临风
那朵蓝色的“勿忘我”
牵引了我的目光
帽檐下
敬仰的心
幻成一尾鱼
潜进蓝色的深幽中

海的眼神
深情地眨动
在宽广的胸膛旁
伴着阳光渗透的朦胧
勾勒出海岸优美的曲线
听
躲在蔚蓝中的山谷
正喃喃轻语

喜欢海的眉毛
喜欢海的眼睛
喜欢海的纯粹
喜欢海的委婉
于是
欢笑也变得明澈起来
于是
心也如海一样坦荡

幽幽的蓝
纯粹的白
澎湃的激情
在惊喜的目光里
听到海的叮咛
灵魂
受到一次洗礼
洗掉浅陋和自负
汰去浮躁与狂妄

裙摆飘飘
思绪飘飘
墨镜里
映出层层海浪
骄傲地舒卷着身体
一口一口吞噬我的脚印
水的笑容
是开满银色的花瓣
嬉戏
飞溅

海面
是平静的等待
远远地
漂浮到云端
微起的风
眺望一片蓝色的梦
石柱下的浅滩
轻轻踮起脚尖
流浪到这里
小憩

海有岸，情无边
任风婆裟我的头发
心跳有了芬芳的节奏
拾起一片虔诚
让我把梦带走
前世
我一定是海的精灵
今生
我才有海水般泛滥的痴狂

浪漫的痕迹
温馨的回忆
两颗相依的心
留下了脚印
捧起真诚的誓言
携手远去
在柔软的时光里
有我们一世的缠绵

牵着海的手散步
海问我
“你是来寻梦的吗？”
“嗯”
“找到了吗？”
“找到了，可是我找不回自己了，梦离我远吗？”
海笑而不答
隐退了

今天早上起来看新闻, 小牛终于完成任务, 总决赛的第六场, 在客场结束了热火. 首先得祝贺司机和小孩, 熬了这么多年, 媳妇终于熬成了婆. 特别是对于司机而言, 这个总冠军承载了太多的艰辛和苦楚: 05-06赛季总决赛, 小牛在2-0领先的情况下, 连输4场, 将总冠军拱手相让于热火. 不过说实话, 那次总决赛哨子有点偏, 基本上Wade一冲到禁区就响了. 06-07赛季, 小牛67胜以联盟第一的身份开始季后赛, 结果第一轮被勇士给黑八, 依然记得司机一脸尴尬的在一个招待会上接受常规赛MVP. 那个赛季后夏天, 传言司机一个人去了澳大利亚旅游散心, 领悟人生哲理… 四年后, 又是热火, 复仇的滋味的确很甜蜜.

不过, 也跟很多主流媒体一样, 我这里想说说热队. 原来我很不理解为什么有那么多人恨kobe, 现在总算多少有点体会, 因为我自己就很不爽热火今年, 巴不得他们输球. 这么讲可能有点不理性, 不符合做科学的人的作风, 所以这里就列几点条目, 都是我为什么这么烦热火的出发点吧. 很多地方会引espn的文章, 因为觉得他们说得比我到位.

1. the Decision

去年夏天的自由球员转会市场上十分热闹, 最大牌的当然是LeBron. LeBron最终选择去了热火, 受到很多人的批评, 譬如乔丹,

“There’s no way, with hindsight, I would’ve ever called up Larry, called up Magic and said, ‘Hey, look, let’s get together and play on one team,’” Jordan said after playing in a celebrity golf tournament in Nevada. The interview aired on the NBC telecast of the event. “But that’s … things are different. I can’t say that’s a bad thing. It’s an opportunity these kids have today. In all honesty, I was trying to beat those guys.”

我看过不少LeBron在骑士的比赛, 说老实话, 他们那阵容是寒碜了点, Mo Williams是队里的第二号球星… 所以其实我并不觉得LeBron选择去热火是多大回事, 毕竟是个人选择, 不能人人都像乔丹那样争强好胜. 他去了热火, 有Wade和Bosh, 也许更适合他传球的风格. 但我很不理解的是他宣布自己决定的方式: 在espn的现场直播节目, 长达一个小时, 宣布将bring my talent to the south beach. James在骑士打了七年的球, 在Ohio州土生土长, 事先连他们都不通知一下, 个人觉得做的有点过分. espn的这篇文章比较符合我的思路, Bill Simmons也有两篇文章. 我觉得这个youtube的video最能表达骑士球迷的心声, 不过最好先看这个nike的广告.

2. the Party

我觉得这个可能是让我开始很不喜欢热火的开始: The Gratuitous Party One Night After The Decision. this is just unbelievable. 这可是赛季还没开始, 三个人连一场球都没开始打, James就在那里谈什么not one, not two… 最具讽刺效应的是, 小牛今天在同一个场地上庆祝他们的总冠军, well, karma is really a bitch.

3. the Celebration

总决赛第二场第四节还剩7分多钟, Wade在边线附近投中三分, 热队领先15分. 热队一帮人庆祝就象是夺冠了一样, 然后呢: 小牛在司机带领下反超并赢得了比赛. Chanlder在赛后的采访:

“It’s definitely frustrating when a guy does that and celebrates in front of your bench,” Mavs center Tyson Chandler said. “When you’ve got a guy showboating like that in front of your bench and you’re down 15 with seven minutes to go, you’re like, ‘The game ain’t over.’ That’s all we said on the bench: ‘Listen, I don’t care what they’re saying over there on the other bench. The game ain’t over.’”

在espn上有篇很有争议的文章, 后面的评论很有趣. btw, truehoop这个人以前还不错的, 不过后来三天两头就搞篇说kobe不行, 说lebron很牛的文章, 看了很倒胃口.

4. the fake cough

司机的第四场比赛前好像有点感冒, 带病坚持比赛, 受到一致表扬. 然后Wade和James在比赛前做了这个. Marc Stein在daily dime里面有段不错的总结:

LeBron and D-Wade have so little respect for the star on the other side.

Hopefully you never bought into the quaint notion going into these Finals that this wasn’t really a rematch because each team only had two holdovers from their 2006 encounter. Let’s clarify something, America: This was always a rematch, no matter how much the rosters have turned over, since it reunited two stars from the respective franchises who’ve had an icy relationship ever since the Miami comeback/Dallas collapse in ’06.

Or have you already forgotten the All-Star Game in 2007 when Dwyane Wade and Dirk Nowitzki were the only two starters on the floor in Las Vegas who didn’t even bump fists?

But I was actually gullible enough to believe, as well as I remember D-Wade versus Dirk at full chill, that the way Nowitzki has played this postseason would quash some of the Heat hubris we’ve seen since July, when they staged their infamous laser-light show to celebrate the signings of LeBron James and Chris Bosh as a championship unto itself.

I was foolish enough to think, after a season of ill-conceived statements blowing up in their faces, that Wade and James wouldn’t invite more of America’s bile by doing something like mocking Nowitzki’s recent sinus infection with news cameras rolling with every word and step after they finished up their shootaround. In a series where Nowitzki has been the clear-cut best player, no less.

Wrong and wrong.

You can bet that Wade and James will try to spin this as an episode of misunderstood humor — another example of how they get no leeway from a voracious and biased national media monster that the Miami Herald’s Dan LeBatard brilliantly dubbed a seasonlong All You Can Heat frenzy — but they’ll deserve every ounce of the flak they get this time. They crossed a line with disrespect so flip and blatant.

Especially Wade.

His own rep for inflating/creating drama is such that folks all over American Airlines Center on Thursday night, in the stands and on press row, were questioning how badly that left hip was hurting in Game 5 … even when Wade actually left the court twice for treatment. It makes no sense that Wade would fake an injury that cost him a huge chunk of game time … but it makes far, far less for a peer of Wade’s stature, as opposed to outside observers, to look straight into the lens and accuse Nowitzki of staging the wheezing misery that was broadcast worldwide in Game 4.

Given the chance to respond Friday night after the Mavericks landed in Miami, Nowitzki declined comment when reached by ESPN.com.

4. the Meltdown

Simmons专门有篇文章描述LeBron的诡异状态消失. 今天这段文章对第六场比赛里的一个细节的描述很是让我吃惊:

Let’s start with James. We’re not psychologists so it’s not worth trying to speculate what’s going on between his ears. We can only talk about what we saw — and boy, was it a train wreck.

One of the most head-shaking moments of the game came with 40 seconds remaining in the first quarter and the Heat down by five. Jason Terry had just missed a 3-pointer. Mike Miller handed the ball to James after pulling down the rebound. James took possession and started dribbling up the court. As James made his first couple trots down the floor, DeShawn Stevenson stepped up to defend James in the backcourt and to put some light pressure on him. But as soon as Stevenson got in his crouch in front of James, the two-time MVP panicked, immediately picked up his dribble and passed the ball to Miller.

The only problem? Miller wasn’t looking. He had already put his head down and started jogging down the court, but James decided to pass to Miller anyway. The ball subsequently bounced off Miller’s heels behind him. Miller had no idea that James had passed it to him until the ball ricocheted off his shoes. Stevenson picked up the loose ball behind the Mavericks 3-point line and drained a 3-spot on the Heat as James helplessly looked on underneath the Mavericks’ basket.

It was just one of James’ mind-boggling errors in Game 6, but it illustrated how the even the slightest sign of pressure completely swallowed him whole. James may be 6-foot-8 but he remains one of the best ball handlers in the game, but that moment spoke volumes about how James appeared like a different player on this Finals stage.

my theory? LeBron是个善于打顺风球, 但在落后情况下, 表现很是差强人意. 这也许就是为什么他选择来热队, Wade在关键时候还是比较厉害的.

5. the After

这篇文章记录了比赛后LeBron的采访. 最后的那句评论说到我心坎上去了:

When discussing the best of the best, however, it has to be a large part of how they are measured. They are the players most responsible for lifting their teams to greatness. Others must excel, too, as the Mavericks demonstrated. But there is a time when the best players must be at their best.

James wasn’t. And he still does not seem to get it.

“I mean, sometimes you got it, sometimes you don’t,” James said. “And that was this case in this series.  I was able to do things in the last two series to help us win ballgames.  Wasn’t able to do that in this series.  Once you get to the playoffs, every game is pressure.  You want to win.  You have to win.  And I mean, we’ve seen some of that in the Chicago series, we seen some of that in the Boston series.  Even though we lost Game 4, we lost Game 4 in Philly, there’s pressure in that series as well.”

That’s very nice. It’s good that he was very good against other teams. He added later that yes, “it hurts.”

Moments later, however, he trash talked those that were happy to see the Heat lose, ignoring that they brought all that on themselves.

“At the end of the day, all the people that was rooting on me to fail, at the end of the day they have to wake up tomorrow and have the same life that they had before they woke up today,” James said. “They have the same personal problems they had today.  I’m going to continue to live the way I want to live and continue to do the things that I want to do with me and my family and be happy with that.

“They can get a few days or a few months or whatever the case may be on being happy about not only myself, but the Miami Heat not accomplishing their goal, but they have to get back to the real world at some point.”

When it comes to rooting against Miami, it’s not the Heat, it’s the temerity.

update: Simmons had a nice theory:

Passed along by a friend of mine in NBA circles: LeBron caved from the never-ending scrutiny (as brutal as any athlete has ever faced in the Internet era) and his shaky inner circle, which consists of one parent (his mother, who battled a ton of problems over the years), his high school friends (who assumed an inordinately crucial role in his life without any real experience), his agents (who never threw their bodies in front of “The Decision”), and Miami’s management (who walked him into another fiasco with the Heat’s Welcome Party). By all accounts, he’s a genuinely nice and happy guy who just wants to be liked — he was never meant to be a villain, and as much as he tried to feed off the heat (no pun intended), once it piled up past a certain point, he broke. Maybe he felt that happening against the 2010 Celtics as well; maybe that’s why he chose to play with Wade in the first place.

And maybe that’s why, right now, he’s in total denial. Even in the postgame presser, when he should have been devastated the same way Magic Johnson was distraught after coming up small in the 1984 Finals, LeBron was doing the Frank Drebin “Nothing to see here, please disperse” routine, bristling at the notion that he choked and taking shots at anyone who rooted against him. That’s what you do when you’re surrounded by enablers — you blame everyone else, and you never look within. He never understood that people only rooted against him because that’s what you do when someone boasts before they’ve ever actually done anything.

Let’s say you’re in college and one of your buddies says, “See that girl over there? I’m taking her home tonight. And I’m doing this because I’m the funniest and best-looking guy in this room.” And let’s say he’s COMPLETELY serious. Guess what you’re doing if it doesn’t happen? You’re making fun of him. Relentlessly. Really, that’s what 50 percent of the Miami-related vitriol was about; the other 50 percent was because LeBron tried to stack the deck by playing with his biggest rival (we didn’t respect it), and because he broke Cleveland’s hearts on national TV (we didn’t like it). To this day, LeBron hasn’t shown any real regret about last summer; that’s the main reason everyone rooted against him. He couldn’t handle it. He caved. And now we’re here.

So it’s Theory A or Theory B, or maybe both, or maybe neither. As I wrote last Wednesday, I don’t know why I care so much. Maybe it’s because I know LeBron might be the most talented player I will ever watch, the Wilt of this generation, and I’m going to end up being pissed off that he never reached his potential and took me to a higher place as a sports fan … which is only the entire reason we watch sports in the first place, right? Because we don’t know what’s going to happen next, and because once in a while, someone shows up who’s so good and so talented that he makes us say, “I know what’s going to happen next?” Like he’s giving us sports fan ESP? The best thing about Jordan’s final shot wasn’t that he made it, but that we knew he would make it. That’s why we revere him all these years later. Usually heroes come through only on command in movies; Jordan did it in real life. We loved him for it.

LeBron? We thought he was next. Then he fell apart against Boston. Then he chose to play with his buddy instead of beating him. Then he fell apart again. Forget about him losing; we’re losing, too. Nobody has ever fully explained that part to LeBron. We rooted against him this season because it’s fun to have villains in sports, and because it’s fun to see an overly confident person gets his or her comeuppance. Not because we hated his guts. There will be a day when we root for LeBron James again. You wait. Either way, thanks for indulging me. Back to the diary.

我想有一座城堡
背倚阿尔卑斯山
面朝地中海
一年四季
春风拂面 春暖花开
先生说
白日梦也是梦
有梦想就会有希望
于是
拖着一箱梦想
去找寻心中的独白

瑞士
从她红底白十字的国旗里
透露出一丝恬淡
一丝平和
她在自己的山林里
与世无争
海明威写道
能感受这一席浮动的盛宴
是幸运的

清晨的瑞士
在氤氲的迷雾中
轻轻盈盈地
走进我的眼眶
好似我杯中的卡普奇诺
薄薄的奶油
悄悄覆盖
像一个掩着纱巾的少女
等着你来揭开

微凉的晨曦
轻轻的风
隐隐远山
薄雾缭绕
这是一幅油画
悬挂在天边
想起那首老歌
小小竹筏水中游
巍巍青山两岸走

阳光
热情着
紧紧地拥抱我
风
微笑着
调皮地玩弄我的发梢
心
迷惘着
悠悠地被吹起来了

突然
一艘快艇划过
湖面被撕开了一道口
一条长长的白链
渐行渐远
在水天相接的地方
模糊成一片

栉次鳞比的帆船
歇在湖边
闲来无事的水禽
懒散畅游
波光粼粼的湖面
似无数面镜子
碎碎地散落
我拿起唇彩
修饰那泛黄的容颜
时间
就在这里停步

碧水
轻拍着河岸
柔水
在我脚下流淌
天鹅结群
三三两两 游弋无声
水鸟嬉戏
斑斑点点 起起落落
悠游其间
亦幻亦真
我有了瞬间的恍惚
只为眼前
这最接近天堂的地方

静静的湖
宛如一弯新月
倚在市中
碧绿的湖水
映下了
蔚蓝的天
彩色的裙摆
轻轻飘扬
忆当日
赫本在此举行婚礼
而如今
佳人芳踪难觅

心如湖面
偶尔平静
偶尔动荡
灵魂
偶尔寂寞
偶尔狂欢
爱情
偶尔甜蜜
偶尔忧伤
渺小的我
坐在洛桑湖畔
遐想

坐在缆车里
仿若听见
老牛吃嫩草的回响
依稀看到
蓝绿间变动的湖水
这一刻
我们注定要“被纵情”

是仙境
还是梦境
雪山 草地 险石
层层环抱
迷雾缭绕着山峦
似一对不可分开的情侣
天有多高
他就能伸多远

蓝天白云
山峦迷雾
白雪险峰
嫩草碧水
还有
我们的微笑
迷失在天涯海角的两个人
分不清今生与前世

有一种遇见
叫邂逅
有一种意外
叫惊喜
我不苛求奇迹
奇迹却遇见了我
夏日的铁力士山
依旧是冰雪的伊甸园

古木小屋
悬放在湖面
平静而深邃
太阳躲到云后
山峦沐浴在迷雾里
喃喃轻语
小花遮住了我的脸
却挡不住我放飞 的心

这是莱茵大瀑布
清澈的水
顺着石阶
奔腾而下
流淌远去
直至山林
哗哗的水声
响彻整个山谷
帽檐挡不住的
是氤氲的雾气
几许迷离
几许梦幻

夜深了
先生说
这时候
华灯初上
倦鸟归巢
正是古城最美的时刻
去感受
那属于建筑的优雅
去追忆
那传奇的历史片段
风依然暖暖的
灯火闪烁着

古老的庭院
高高的飞檐
朴实的石柱
雕刻中的圣经故事
光影里的间隙
我就像一个魂
廊前
是百转千回的瞻望

风
轻轻地
雕刻着古老的十字架
巴洛克风格的教堂
源自中世纪
17世纪制造的管风琴
用那4950根管子
一直演奏到今晨
行走期间
恍若置身中世纪

这是战士纪念碑
石狮痛苦地倒在地上
舔拭着伤口上的血
折断的长矛
插在肩头
他行将逝去
只因为
786名瑞士雇佣兵
对法国国王路易十六的诺言
一起走上了断头台
于是
马克吐温说
这是世界上最悲伤最感人的一块石头

坚挺的瑞士银行
用保密政策
吸引了全世界巨额的黑金
他用坚毅的形象
告诉世人
美国能拿掉一个萨达姆
却触不到萨达姆瑞士银行的资金

这是联合国总部
这是全世界
花哨的旗帜
摇曳在风中
不曾停息
回想当年
伟大的周总理
带着中国代表团
阔步于此
在中山装的风采下
宣告世界
中国登上了历史舞台

回廊里
找到了自己的影子
不起眼地落在地上
重叠在他人的影子里
无人能将我区分
再回首
拾不起的
是走过的痕迹
岁月
模糊了她

刚来这边, 就想找个半程练练脚. 最方便的当然就在Mainz, 不用折腾, 就在五月初. 可是等到想起来报名的时候已经没有位置了. 后来在网上瞎逛, 看到了Mittelrhein Marathon, 沿着世界文化遗产的中段莱茵河跑, 于是兴致勃勃的报了名.

赛前准备得很烂, 这也为后来比赛时候的挣扎埋下了伏笔. 工作上比较忙, 东西折腾不出来了, 也没什么时间练习. 其实想起来也比较奇怪, 原来跑30k的时候也没有做什么训练, 但跑下来成绩还说得过去. 但这次的确跑得很失败, 应该是我最慢的一次了, 从平均速度上来说.

Mittelrhein-Halbmarathon
Startnummer 6362
Klasse 30
Platz (M/W) 1437
Platz (AK) 147
Zielzeit (Brutto) 02:30:41
Zielzeit (Netto) 02:28:59

昨天天气还不错, 就是有点晒. 中午坐火车赶到Koblenz, 领bib和chip. 然后坐专门的火车去Boppard, 在Koblenz莱茵河上游的一个小镇, 跑步的起点. 人还不少, 在Boppard下了火车, 足足花了20分钟才走出车站, 不过本来车站也比较小. 换鞋, 热身, 喝水, 上厕所. 本以为会排很长的队等porta-potty, 结果发现排队的都是女生, 很困惑; 后来明白男的有专门的厕所, 这种式样的, 上次在阿姆斯特丹见到过了. 好处是排队时间短了许多, 嘿嘿. 这次比赛时间上比较独特, 安排的是下午5:35起跑. 以前参加的都是上午比赛的. 开头一段还挺晒的, 就在大公路上. 这次跑是我感觉最吃力的, 还走了不少, 看来还是要训练才行. 回来后看到曼联冠军杯输了, 很是不爽啊…

先休息一阵了, 还不确定是不是跑下半年的全程. 如果真下决心跑的话, 就得认真准备了.

My greatest challenge is not what’s happening at the moment, my greatest challenge was knocking Liverpool right off their fucking perch. And you can print that.

(Sir Alex Ferguson responding to Alan Hansen questioning Sir Alex Ferguson’s future as Manchester United manager in September 2002 in the Guardian.)

finally, saf fulfilled his promise with style.