Motivations, Good and Bad

It’s a question I’m asked all the time: Why in the world would you want to run marathons?

To which I am tempted to answer: Because walking them is just too darn slow!

The real answer, though, is complex: I love long runs and the sense of utter reliance on God that they provide. I think the discipline of training is good for my character. I’ve had family and loved ones run marathons in the past, and somehow, running today helps me feel connected to them. And, if I’m going to be honest about things, my vain nature and my pride like the admiration that seems to come with the accomplishment.

Then there are two overriding reasons:

One is that I suspect if I weren’t trying to train for marathons, I wouldn’t run at all. Just as exams force students to keep up with their studies, the prospect of running 26.2 miles sometime in the not-so-distant future compels me to run. I know I can’t possibly hope to complete one of these races if I don’t keep up the training, so keep up I do. Without that challenge, it would be too easy for my slothful nature to take over and find plenty of excuses for why today isn’t a good day to run.

The second reason — and I’m sure many runners can relate here — is I’m addicted. Whether it’s the endorphins or whatever, my body thrives not just on running, but on long, grueling runs in particular.

The motivations for running span the gamut from good and holy to sinful and ugly. And knowing this about myself, it’s wise to stop and ask: Why am I doing this, and more important, what does God want me to do?

It was clear He didn’t want me to run the L.A. Marathon earlier this month. But now as I contemplate San Diego is June, I want to make sure my reasons are worthwhile. I’ve prayed about it, but have yet to get any clear answers. Yet often God asks us only to take one step, without telling us where He will ultimately lead us.

For me, that next step comes today, when I need to run 13 miles — by far the longest since my injury — if I am to catch up with the 18-week training schedule that would prepare me for the June race. So we’ll see. I’ll give it a try, and maybe through the run — or during it — He’ll give me some more direction.

Happy Sunday, everyone!