
In 2007 I ran my first and second marathon.
With the exception of the Olympic runners who average under a 5 minute mile pace, this race is not a sprint.
Those who are running at a walking pace by the end of 26.2 miles, but still cross the finish line, couldn't be happier, even if they are too tired to smile.
It was during the grueling final 10 miles of my first marathon that I got some insight to this strange statement found in Hebrews 12:1, to "run...with patience."
At first I was put off that out of the thousands running, there were some women, elderly, and even handicapped participants that were outpacing me. Although I am athletic and had trained well to run at a good pace, theirs was faster!
After 18 miles of running at a pace I didn't prepare for, each painful step was pointing out to me that I needed to run "my race" or risk not finishing at all. I ended up having to slow to a CRAWLING pace and had a long talk with GOD as more women, elderly, and handicapped people passed me with ease.
He said to me (speaking of my life and not the marathon) "If you don't run YOUR race, you won't FINISH your race."
By my second marathon, I was able to enjoy the (still) painfully challenging experience, primarily because I wasn't racing at all. I was cheering everyone else on, and this time I was running for charity.
When I finished, I was a winner because I had run my race.


