I was never a fast runner and thus I always didn't like running. Throughout my childhood, whenever we competed in the 50-meter run, the 400-meter, or any other type of race, I would always end up with the last one among all the athletes. Therefore, twenty years later, when I entered into my first official running race—a 3,000-meter challenge in my city—at age 38, I certainly didn't expect to win or earn any prize.
I learned about the race from my friend Jim. He told me that the race was aimed at raising money for the unfortunate patients in a hospital and encouraging the patients and their families to be brave. Since it was a heartwarming program, I showed up, paid the entrance fee and moved over to the starting line. Before long, someone spoke into a microphone. "Anyone weighing over 200 pounds comes down to the scale(秤), please. " Knowing I was over 200 pounds, I walked down to the scale: A man told me to stand on it. "Two hundred and three pounds," he said. Then he wrote down the race number and pinned(把……别在) it on my back. Out of curiosity, I asked him why he did so, and then I was told there would be an award ceremony(仪式) after the race. One award was for the first finisher in the over 200-pound group, and this special award would be announced at the end of the ceremony.
Then started the race. Not realizing there were only two runners weighing over 200 pounds, I gathered all my strength to run in my burning heat. Although other runners gradually passed me along the way, I kept moving forward as fast as I could and struggled to make it to the finish line. Despite the tiredness, I was satisfied, for I could try my best to help those in need by running. Shortly after the race, the award ceremony began and several awards were presented.
注意：所续写短文为一段;词数应为80左右，注意衔接。
Then came the last award, and to my surprise, my name was announced.
