Forrest Gump (English)

This is your competition. You have to accomplish it alone. I cannot do it for you. To run 42 kilometres at a stretch seems to be an impossible challenge. Especially because you have not prepared for it... You just found yourself among the other runners. First you believed this was a fast sprint, then you thought maximum three more kilometres are waiting for you. After you lost your sense of time and distance, you realized that this is the longest and the most important competition of your life. You are running. The feeling that you will not be able to finish it attacks you from time to time. You are playing with the idea of giving it up while your legs are automatically taking you closer to the end. The farther you get, the more times and the longer you are tasting the extasy of the sweet, moment-lasting surrender.

You know very well that this competition is not about the thoughness of body. This game is played in your head, where faith and persistence are gambling. You do not have the chance to cheat, you cannot cut the way. With such actions you would lose the very essence. You can only reach your goal through the conquest of the seemingly insuperable distance. The other runners do not matter. It is only you who can win your own competition.

And sometimes, when you lose consciousness, when thoughts disappear in the depth of your panting body because of the heroic efforts, be aware that there is a hand giving you drink, pushing lemon in your mouth on the way, and over the barriers there is a mouth shouting your name. There is someone who believes in you and knows that you can do it.

I can see the glimmering light at the end.

The sun is that.