Getting up in the morning is tough.
Waking in in the morning to go for a 12-mile run is really tough.
And yet – tens of thousands gather to run 26 miles in one go.
Why the irony?
There is something about running (for a long time) that makes the human brain pause and wonder. Pausing to wonder just how far one can go. First pushing for the first three miles, then one more, and then one more. Running against one’s own limits, the human heart discovers it can do a lot more than what it once thought it could do. It is something. It is a beauty. It is a wonder. It is a miracle.