Πέρα απ' όλα ευχαριστήθηκα τον αγώνα γιατί και τερμάτισα ενώ είχα διάθεση να τρέχω, μετά τον Olympus Mythical Marathon το καλοκαίρι που εγκατέλειψα και βγήκε μεγάλη κούραση είχα φοβηθεί πως δεν θα 'χα ξανά δυνάμεις για τρέξιμο σε μεγάλο αγώνα. Τότε δεν μου έβγαινε τρέξιμο σχεδόν πουθενά, ούτε σε κατηφόρες ούτε σε ευθείες, ευτυχώς σήμερα τα πράγματα δεν ήταν έτσι, το αντίθετο μάλιστα.
I am happy because i am a dot in the universe. Think about it, we have the same substance with a pine cone, a small or a bigger stone that i kicked or step on it at Olympus today. We will be destroyed or be in danger in the same way, with all these natural elements. We could have the same luck after a physical phenomenon. I feel lucky not because i am a dot in the universe but because i am aware of it. I haven't forgotten it as many out there that probably have never thought about it. Even if we are so small we can do special things in the same way that a pine cone or a stone are really important for the universe.
Together with Faethon Olympus Marathon, this race was an ideal race that happened to the mountain Olympus. It has not monotonous characteristics (if you allow me the expression) of going up and down to the mountain, as we had experienced in other races like "Olympus Marathon" or "Mountaineering Marathon», or even to the hardest race i have ever been, the "Olympus Mythical Marathon". I am sure that I don't feel like this only because i did it very well at this race.
The success of this race has to do with Lazaros Rigos, the organizer of the race.
It was a great route, with up hills and down hills for many Km. We didn't actually miss the great up hills of Olympus, the velvet ground in many points and on the other hand, different ones that you would prefer to fly and not to walk. There were, also, perfect signage keeping the athletes motivated, looking for the way, keeping their eyes and mind in healthy alertness. We were moving under the trees and the dense vegetation and we couldn't feel actually the sun. I have no words to describe the care of the people at the stations. They were perfect, supportive, and available to the maximum extent. The stations were full of supplies in a natural way. Furthermore it was very important the presence of the team of Rout that they supported the athletes, the photographers (i am not sure if they belonged to a team).
The name of this race "Lost Trail" revealed from many more and not only because of the character of this Trail. In the page of the event was written: "...on the occasion of the new race, we tried to open again the old paths that are marked by the history of the local society.
This new race is dedicated to mule drivers of Olympus Mountain. Those people that left their trace on the mountain..."
Furthermore, me and probably many of you hadn't run or had forgotten the route after Petrostrouga area. The exclamation "oh we arrived at Stavros, koromilia, Petrostrouga" altered today and we said "yes!!!We are at Petrostrouga, Koromilia, Stavro".
I enjoyed the image i saw at the beginning of the race. It was a man, probably working, carrying maps and wearing cloth pants and short shirt. He was dissimilar with the environment. I told him that when i saw him i thought that a helicopter threw him in the middle of the path.
Finally i would like to say to you Chris Kastano that you are right, life is good and she is with us, even though sometimes we forget that. And, moreover “YES”, you were right, after Prionia you don't actually follow 6 KM uphill but 2 KM crazy uphill.
This is Olympus Mountain in his best moment, wearing his "better clothes" concerning this event.
It was very humid at heights; i haven't lost so many liquids during training or a race. I hadn't fall lately and i did it at this race for 3 times. The first one was before Prionia, a hard fall, the second one after Petrostrouga, a sweet fall in the middle of soft leaves (anyone would enjoy it). I was thinking that is going to be third time and then it happened again, 2 Km before the end, kissing literally a stone. This was the hardest one.
I have written before that the sea smothering thoughts, hard feelings, difficulties, pain. Mountain, on the other hand sends all the above far away to the universe. I was thinking today that is not only that it sends away the bad mood but it beats down our bad disposal because we, first, beat down. Destroys, sterilizes and brings absolute extinction of those feelings.
Many more thoughts came up in my mind. Different stimulus from different people co- athletes, images, personal thoughts. The result was to take care of myself through this experience because of the difficulty and the effort. This is a way that the "meaningful" is coming closer and becomes a lord.
The reason that i enjoyed this race was because i saw that i can do it again, to run and finish a big, hard race. After my last effort, at Olympus Mythical Marathon during summer and the difficulty to continue the race i was scared and i thought that maybe i will not have the strength to run again such a big race. At that Marathon I couldn’t run anywhere. Not following up hills or even down hills or in the straight parts of the way. Fortunately, it was different today, exactly the opposite.
It was a sweet and hard race during my 167th ongoing day of running.
I would like to say many thumbs up to everybody. Have a nice rest and keep going!!!