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Marathon is like Gimchi

 

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Most people pass by and cheer me up and give me water, but some grab the phone. There are two types of people who hold the phone. One calls the police that I obstructed his driving on the road without a shoulder and the other calls the newspaper about a great man passing by in our neighborhood. However, whether the police came or the reporters came, they alike gave me words of support and encouragement. It's the same to ask this or that, but it's different there were many people to recognize, cheer and shout at me, the next day after a reporter came.

 

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There were many people who recognized me and a lot of honking in the cars that were passing by me especially when I ran up to Athens. They said that my stories were all in the newspapers and on the air. Atlanta's Korean Broadcasting System also sent me a message saying that the interview with me had been aired. A farmer who was plowing the field by a tractor found me running and came up to me and handed me a cold water and a peach that looked fresh from the field, and asks again like a reporter, saying

¡°I heard the news about you this morning." Getting on the media somehow makes me shrug.

 

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The next person I meet approaches me and fixes his hat again with mock modesty. My eyes naturally went to his hat, which was engraved with the letter ¡®Korean Veteran¡¯. I asked him, "You worked in Korea, didn¡¯t you?" And he said, "When the Pueblo was abducted in the late '60s, I worked at Osan Air Base in Korea. I worked in Okinawa, Japan at that time and was rushed to Korea. It was the very moment of danger of breaking out a war at that time. We've always been on standby. I came after you when I saw Taegeukgi, and it's amazing that you are running on this continent for the sake of peaceful unification of Korea. I support you!" The old soldier asks me to shake his hands. I said, ¡°I also remember that. When I was a kid, an American intelligence ship was taken to North Korea. Around that time, there was a 1. 21 situation, too. I don't remember exactly, but there were incidents of two U.S. officers killed by North Korean soldiers in Panmunjom that darkened Korea with the danger of war. I hope the armistice will end soon and a peace treaty will be signed.¡± He held my hand and said, "I support you. I'll pray for the unification of the two Koreas that you want! After that, I didn't get a chance to visit Korea again, but I was surprised to see Korea's tremendous development on TV." I also said, "I hope you will be invited to a unified Korea!" and we broke up with a big hug.

 

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I'm already at the very edge of the Appalachian Mountains. Smokey Mountain is coming up in my sight far away. I've come a long way without hesitation. From now on, my way to Washington, D.C. is Route 11 called Lee Highway. The road is dedicated to General Lee, the defeated commander of the Southern American army during the Civil War. It is also interesting to honor the name of the commander of the defeated forces. The scars of the Civil War remain here and there. People sometimes wage wars and fight for ridiculous reasons. There was no reason to fight for life against the argument to free a human being of the same character from slavery. It is nonsense that the bloodier and crueler the civil war is.

 

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When the morning sun rises, the whole world wakes up, stretching itself and rubbing its eyes, and becomes busy. When one bird sings, the others sing together. When the most diligent fish jumps up to the surface of the water, then other fishes also jump up to the surface of the water and start stretching in the morning. When a mother wild duck goes somewhere drawing a fan, the baby ducklings follow her. I can hear the busy sound of nature waking up from sleeping in the forest and also in the water.

 

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Water also gives people a sense of stability, but mountains give people a sense of stability, too. I have dreamed of living in a house where the river flows in front and the mountain stretches out behind like a folding screen. That's what the whole city of Knoxville is like that. In front, the Tennessee River flows and the Appalachian Mountains surrounds it like a folding screen. Especially, it is a blessing to be near a beautiful mountain called Smokey Mountain. I feel like I'm in the neighboring village to heaven, that¡¯s combined well with the elaborate view made by people and the magnificent view made by Mother Nature.

 

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Knoxville is the city where pollens fly the most thickly in the United States, and it must be the most painful place for me who suffer from pollen allergies in spring. Even if I were to be smothered with pollen allergies, 'I'd be glad to get the scent of the flower of Knoxville under the brilliant sun, in May of this special year!

 

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It's a moderately noisy place, which is not lonely or too crowded, for it¡¯s located right next to Nashville, home to country music. Country music is a folk song of poor white people who migrated from Ireland and Scotland in the 18th century. Those who did not make it to the eastern metropolis gathered around the Appalachian Mountains. Therefore, country music was also called Mountain Music. The greenishness of the lush May is rushing straight into my chest through the expanded pores of the whole body while running under the brilliant sun here in Knoxville. I am so forgetful that I often forget what I just did, but strangely I have a piece of an infantile memory that others don't even remember. In a small piece of that faint memory, there were the Han River flowing and Cheonggyecheon Stream flowing through Wangsimni, where I was born and raised in the central Seoul. Around that time, there was a forest in the mountain behind my house. The river and Cheonggyecheon Stream were quickly polluted and covered with cements, and highway was constructed over it, and the mountain was ripped of all trees, so my childhood was gloomy. My mother's flower-like figure disappeared so quickly.

 

ÀÌ ¾Æ¸§´Ù¿î ³«½ººô¿¡ ´º¿å¿¡¼­ ±ÇÀÌÁÖ¾¾°¡ ³ª¸¦ ÀÀ¿øÇÏ°í °Ý·ÁÇϱâ À§ÇÏ¿© ¸Õ ±æÀ» ¸¶´ÙÇÏÁö ¾Ê°í ã¾Æ¿Ô´Ù. »õº®¿¡ ÀϾ ÁöÇÏöÀ» Ÿ°í ºñÇàÀå¿¡ °¡¼­ Á¶Áö¾ÆÀÇ ¾ÖƲ·£Å¸¿¡¼­ ³»·Á¼­ ´Ù½Ã Ä£±¸ºÐÇÏ°í °°ÀÌ ¼¼ ½Ã°£ ¹ÝÀ» ¿îÀüÀ» Çؼ­ ¿À¼Ì´Ù. ±×´Â ³»°¡ ¸¶¶óÅæ¿¡ óÀ½ ÀÔ¹®ÇÏ´ø ÇØ¿¡ ÇÑÀÎÀ¸·Î´Â ÃÖÃÊ·Î 5³â Àü¿¡ ¹Ì´ë·úȾ´Ü ¸¶¶óÅæÀ» 95ÀÏ ¸¸¿¡ ¿ÏÁÖÇß´Ù. ±×ÀÇ ¸¶¶óÅæÀÌ ³»°Ô ¿µ°¨À» ÁÖ°í µµÀüÁ¤½ÅÀ» ÀÚ±ØÇÏ¿© ³ªµµ ÀÌ ÇèÇÑ ±æÀ» ³ª¼± °ÍÀÌ´Ù. ±×´Â ³ªº¸´Ù 12»ìÀÌ ¸¹Àº ¶ìµ¿°©Àε¥µµ ¾ÆÁ÷µµ ´õ Å« µµÀüÀ» ²Þ²Ù°í ÀÖ´Ù. ¼¼ ´Þ ³²Áþ ¸¸¿¡ º¸´Â ±×¸¦ ³ª´Â ³Ê¹« ¹Ý°¡¿ö Èû²¯ ¾ó½Î¾È¾Ò´Ù.

Mr. Kwon Yi-ju has come a long way from New York to cheer and encourage me in this beautiful city of Knoxville. He got up at dawn, took the subway, went to the airport, got off from Atlanta, Georgia, and drove with his friend for three and a half hours to meet me here. He was the first Korean to complete the trans-continental marathon in 95 days five years ago in my first year of marathon. His marathon inspired me and stimulated my spirit of challenge, so I went on this bumpy road. He is 12 years older than me, but he is still dreaming of a bigger challenge. I hugged him as hard as I could for the first time in more than three months.

 

¾Æħ µ¿ÀÌ Æ®±âµµ Àü¿¡ ¿ì¸®´Â ±æÀ» ³ª¼­¼­ ³«½ººôÀÇ ¼­ÂÊ¿¡¼­ µµ½É ÇÑ°¡¿îµ¥¸¦ Áö³ª¼­ Å׳׽ð­À» ´Ù½Ã °Ç³Ô´Ù. Å׳׽à ÁÖ¸¦ Áö³ª¸é¼­ ±ÁÀ̱ÁÀÌ µ¹¾Æ È帣´Â Å׳׽ð­À» ¹ú½á ³× ¹ø¾¿À̳ª °Ç³Ô´Âµ¥ ±× Áß¿¡¼­ ³× ¹ø° °­ÀÌ Á¦ÀÏ ¾Æ¸§´Ù¿ü´Ù. °­º¯ »êÃ¥·Î¸¦ µû¶ó ÇÑÂüÀ» °°ÀÌ ´Þ·È´Ù. ¾Æ¸§´Ù¿î Å׳׽à °­º¯À» ³ªÀ̸¦ ÃÊ¿ùÇÑ ¿ìÁ¤À¸·Î ÇÔ²² ¼Õ¼ö·¹¸¦ ¹Ð¸ç ´Þ¸®´Ï ¹ß°ÉÀ½Àº ÇÑ°á °¡º­¿öÁ³´Ù.

Before dawn we set out together and crossed the Tennessee River again, passing from the west of Knoxville through the center of the city. While running through the Tennessee State, I have already crossed the winding Tennessee River four times, and the fourth was the most beautiful of them. We ran along the river trail for a long time. Running along the beautiful Tennessee riverside with friendship beyond the age gap, the footsteps became much lighter.

 

Å׳׽ÿ¡´Â ¹ÌÀÎÀÌ ¸¹´Ù´Â ±Ù°Å ¾ø´Â »ý°¢À» °¡Áö°Ô µÇ¾ú¾ú´Ù. Å׳׽ÿ¡ È帣´Â °­¹°°ú ½£À» ¹è°æÀ¸·Î Áö³ª´Ù´Ï´Â ¸ðµç ¿©ÀÚµéÀÌ ±×Àú ¾Æ¸§´ä°Ô º¸ÀδÙ. ±×·±µ¥ ½£ÀÌ ¿ì°ÅÁø Àú ¾Õ ±æ°¡¿¡ ¾Æ¸§´Ù¿î ¿©ÀÎÀÌ ¼­¼­ »çÁø±â¸¦ µé°í ´Þ·Á¿À´Â ¿ì¸®¸¦ Âï°í ÀÖ´Ù. ¿¹·ÎºÎÅÍ ¹° ÁÁÀº °÷¿¡ ¹ÌÀÎÀÌ ¸¹´Ù´Â À̾߱Ⱑ ÀÖ´Ù. ´º ¸¶ÄÏÀ̶ó´Â ÀÛÀº µ¿³×¸¦ Áö³¯ ¶§¿´´Ù. À۳⿡ ÇÏÇÁ ¸¶¶óÅæÀ» ¶Ú ¸¶¶óÅä³Ê¶õ´Ù. ³ªº¸°í Áö±Ý±îÁö ´ë·úÀ» °¡·ÎÁú·¯ ¿À¸é¼­ ¾îµð°¡ Á¦ÀÏ Àλó ±í¾ú³Ä°í ¹°¾îº»´Ù. ³ª´Â ¸Ó¹µ°Å¸² ¾øÀÌ Å׳׽öó°í ´ë´äÇß´Ù. ÀºÅðÇÏ°í ¿©»ýÀ» º¸³¾ °÷À» ²ÅÀ¸¶ó¸é ù ¹ø°·Î °í·ÁÇÒ °Å¶ó´Â ¸»±îÁö µ¡ºÙ¿´´Ù. ÀÚ½ÅÀÇ À̸§ÀÌ ºê·£´Ù¶ó°í ¸»ÇÏ´Â ¿©ÀÚ´Â ³ª¿Í ÇÏÀÌÆÄÀ̺긦 Çϸ鼭 ÁÁ¾ÆÇϸç ÀÚ±â´Â ÀÌ°÷ÀÇ ¾Æ¸§´Ù¿ò ¶§¹®¿¡ ÀÌ°÷¿¡ ž¼­ Áö±Ý²¯ ¿©±â¸¦ ¶°³¯ »ý°¢À» ÇÑ ¹øµµ Çغ» ÀûÀÌ ¾ø´Ù°í ÇÑ´Ù.

I had a myth that Tennessee had many beauties. All the women who pass through the river and forest in Tennessee just look beautiful. By the way, there is a beautiful woman standing on the road in front of the forest with a camera and taking a picture of us running to her side. It has been said that there are many beauties in the place where water is good and clean. It was when I passed by a small town called New Market. She says she is a marathon runner herself who ran a half marathon last year. She asks me where I was most impressed when I came across the continent. I answered ¡®Tennessee¡¯ without hesitation. I even added that if I chose a place to spend the rest of my life after retirement, I would consider it first. The lady who says her name is Branda likes to do high-fives with me and says she has never thought of leaving here since she was born because of the beauty of Tennessee.

 

¿Â ¸öÀ» ÈÖÈÖ °¨´Â ¿À¿ùÀÇ ÁøÇÑ Àå¹Ì Çâ±â¿Í, ÄÚ³¡À» ÂôÇÏ°Ô ¸¸µå´Â ¿ìÁ¤ÀÇ Çâ±â°¡ °­¹°Ã³·³ dzÁ·ÇÏ°Ô ³ÑÃÄÈ帥´Ù. ¾ÕÀ¸·Î ³Ñ¾î°¥ »êÀÌ ³ô°í ÇèÇÒÁö¶óµµ ÀÌÁ¦ ³ª´Â °Å¶áÈ÷ ³Ñ¾î °¥ ÈûÀ» ¾ò¾ú´Ù. ¸¶¶óÅæÀº ±èÄ¡¿Í °°´Ù. ¶¡À¸·Î ÀýÀÌ°í ¸ÅÄÞÇÑ ¿­Á¤À¸·Î ¾ç³äÀ» ÇÏ°í Àº±Ù°ú ²ö±â·Î ¹ßÈ¿°¡ µÇ¾î¾ß Á¦ ¸ÀÀÌ ³­´Ù. ¿ìÁ¤µµ ±×·± °ÍÀÌ´Ù. »ó´ë¹æÀ» ¹è·ÁÇÏ´Â ¸¶À½À¸·Î ÀýÀÌ°í ¸ÅÄÞÇÑ °ø°¨´ë·Î ¾ç³äÀ» ÇÏ°í »ó´ë¹æÀ» ¹è·ÁÇÏ°í Á¸°æÇÏ´Â ¸¶À½À¸·Î ¾î´À Á¤µµ ½Ã°£ÀÌ Èê·¯¾ß ¹ßÈ¿°¡ µÇ¾î Á¦ ¸ÀÀÌ ³­´Ù.

The strong scent of May's rose that winds the whole body, and the scent of friendship that makes the nose wrinkle, overflow abundantly like a river. Even though the mountain ahead is high and tough, I now have the strength to easily cross over. Marathon is like gimchi. It must be pickled with sweat and seasoned with spicy passion and fermented with gentleness and tenacity to make it taste good. That's what friendship is like. It's not until a certain amount of time has gone to make it tasteful by pickling a feeling of caring for the other persons, seasoning with spicy empathy and respect for the other persons.


 

 

 

by Kang Myong-ku

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