April 6, 2011
By Catherine Reyes-Housholder
Why do people run marathons? You don´t get anywhere: You end at the exact same point that you started. You endure anywhere from 2-6 hours of discomfort and finish physically exhausted. During the following days, you can barely walk. It doesn´t seem to make sense to run for health reasons because most experts agree that you can maintain a healthy body by doing far less exercise. Running two or three miles three times a week should be enough to get the full benefits of physical activity. Plus, some studies show that marathons have adverse effects on health – actually damaging your heart.
It therefore seems completely irrational to run 26.2 miles. I finished my first marathon in Santiago, Chile about three days ago in 3 hours and 59 minutes. I now believe that deep down – most marathoners conceive of running is a metaphor for life. I´m not the first to say this, but now I say it from experience. I dare say that running is even poetic in this sense. We run marathons as an expression of the human spirit – qualities of the human spirit such as tenacity, concentration… and my favorite: “true grit.“
That´s what I thought about during the last 10 miles of my marathon. I repeated in my head “true grit“ (temple de acero, in Spanish) and “only heart“ (puro corazón) over and over again. That was my test. I wanted to express my true grit through my body. To show it to the world.
In the sense that running a marathon for me was a matter of personal expression, I would dare to venture that marathons could be a way of artistic expression. A way to demonstrate in a very personal way the quality of courage. To finish my marathon, I had to psychologically convince myself that I was physically alright and that I would make it. I could not panic when the discomfort set in. I repeated in my head (especially during the last 10 miles) “Estoy bien. Vamos.“ (“I´m ok. Let´s go.“) If I had negative feelings or began to succumb to the discomfort (I prefer that word inside of “pain“), then I surely would have faced more difficulties in finishing and would have had a much slower time. Successful marathons demand positive thinking – insisting on the positive – even if it is a partial lie.
So the secret to running a successful marathoner is to trick your mind to enjoying the physical experience. You have to sincerely persuade yourself that you are having fun and that this moment is the one that you have been waiting for during the months of training. This is it! Your time! Savor your physical state. Marathons require therefore, contrarian thinking.
Again, running a marathon is metaphorical for another truth about life: It is often tempting to choose an “easier“ way to go about life. It is obviously tempting to walk, for example, during a marathon. However walking – while essential at some points in the race for some people – can be a deceiver. Sometimes people who begin to walk actually could develop cramps. I admit that I did take about 2-3 walk breaks during the last six miles of the race, but the breaks never exceeded 20 paces. I fortunately did not cramp up, and in the end I believe they helped me finish faster.
Quitting is another matter. Your body may deceivingly signal to you that you are better off stopping, but the truth is that quitting is failure and you are far worse wasting months of training just because you feel terrible physically. Nothing substitutes careful, assiduous training prior to the marathon, and a common truth about life is that a rash decision made under pression can ruin a long thought-out plan. Quitting a marathon is often a dramaticlly disappointing decision, and is often based on the illusion that you would be happier if you just stopped.
Running a marathon requires concentration for long periods of time. It took me about four hours to finish my marathon. According to the International Association of Athletics Association (www.iaaf.org), the average male time is about four hours and 30 minutes while the average female time is over five hours. Only the most elite runners make it in two hours.
Marathons are not like traditional competitions where the opponent is the other team or another individual. For most amateur runners like me, the metaphorical opponent is the discomfort which represents all of life´s difficulties, challenges and obstacles. The other runners are actually like your friends who at times in the race may even cheer you on. The storyline of most amateur marathoners is how they overcame the hidden obstacles (what was happening to their body during the race) and not a visible opponent (another runner).
The beauty of the marathon is that it allows ordinary people to achieve something extraordinary. I believe almost anyone can have the true grit demanded to finish a marathon. I don´t believe I have any unusual talent for running. As a high schooler at East Noble, I was a very average cross-country runner for just two years. That was 10 years ago. I believe my more recent life experiences – which have required me to demonstrate true grit in other ways – have allowed me to develop the psychology needed for complete my first marathon.
Marathons are not solo experiences. I ran with a partner during the first 25 kilometers – a girl who most people of my running club thought would not finish under 4 hours and 30 minutes – but who actually finished in 3 hours and 46 minutes. At kilometer 25 I began to feel stomach weasiness from the energy gels and water combination I had been intaking. We separated, and I was so happy for her that she continued ahead of me. I slowed a bit at that moment and spent the rest of the race trying to maintain my pace.
I became emotional at several points – once when a woman told me “Gracias. Gracias.“ I knew she was thanking me because I was a woman running the Santiago marathon. Less than 10% of the marathoners in Chile are women, and many experts believe Chilean women face serious discrimination – primarily in the work force. Her support made my running far more meaningful.
I will never forget the last 500 meters of the race. The coach of my running club caught up with me on his bike and cheered me on. Then Pedro, a running club team member who had finished his half-marathon two hours before, started running at my side. “Vamos, Cati. Vamos. ¡Excelente tu tiempo!“ (“Let´s go, Cati. Let´s go. Excellent time!“) “Gracias, Pedro,“ I told him. “Gracias. Gracias.“ I suddenly saw the biker with a sign for “4 horas.“ This biker – part of the event organization – was going at the exact pace of a 4-hour marathon. I gasped. My goal time had been 4 hours and 15-20 minutes, but members of my team had told me prior to the race that I should try to run it in 4 hours. Could I do it? I started to “sprint“ with all my might. I passed the 4-hour biker! “¡Vamos, Cati!“ Pedro, my coach and all my running club teammates cried. I passed more people and approached the finishing line. I pumped my fist and made the sign of the cross. 3 hours, 59 minutes and 33 seconds.
My female running partner, the crowd, my running club and my husband who ran 40 minutes ahead of me made the experience profoundly meaningful. My husband was waiting for me with water and gatorade in the marathon finisher tent. “Hice 4 horas.“ (“I did 4 hours.“) I sputtered out to him as I rested my hands on my knees and put my head down. My stomach still felt weasy.
“Cati, tú tienes temple de acero.“ “Cati, you have true grit,“ he told me. I now believe it because I had proven it.
