This I believe

NPR has this cool segment in which people write an essay regarding a strong belief of theirs.  Well, I'm neither an English major nor strong writer. However, my essay would start woefully predictably like this:

I believe in marathons. Yes, this cliche, grueling sporting event still evokes the strongest of emotions in me.  It is not a race I would recommend for everyone to try.  Nevertheless, each person can benefit from it in different ways.   One can stand and watch lithe runners string together twenty-six 4:48 miles.  Yup, you read that right.  You stand right on the street and not even hear them run by you. They seem more gazelle than struggling human.  I will never attain that kind of grace.  I love seeing it manifest in others.  

On the other side, one can sit hours after the laurels have been distributed and watch moments of deeply personal triumph. I have watched people slowly cross the line with cheering friends and family.  Their faces show power gained in the battle over fatigue and doubt.  It is usually a finish mixed with blood and tears.  I find these moments intimate.   Their bodies/countenances register goals they have achieved.  Many times there is a story of life-change, illness, obesity or other serious struggles.  I find these runners the most beautiful.  I find that observing these races increases my desire to find the "better" in myself.