On November 15, 2015, the early winter in Zhoushan had not yet shed the salty sea breeze, but countless pairs of feet eager to run were already surging in front of the Putuo Grand Theater.
That was the first year of the establishment of the Zhoushan Archipelago International Half Marathon.
My dream of running 42.
195 kilometers was compressed into a starting point of 21.
0975 kilometers, and my life, in the early morning gunshots, tore off the label of “backpacker” and officially entered the threshold of marathon.
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