For the record, I have never completed a marathon. I have, however, done a couple of sprint triathlons. There’s a big difference, the biggest difference being, I am nowhere near ready to run 26.2 miles. 2.62, maybe, but move that decimal point over one and I’d be in really big trouble.
The longest distance I’ve raced has been a 1/4-mile swim, 9-mile bike and 3.1 mile run. Even with the three disciplines combined, they don’t come even close to a marathon. I’m a beginner, not an ironman. Funny though, every time I have a race, someone will ask me how my marathon was. I correct them quickly. You have to earn that marathoner title.
That’s not to say I wouldn’t love to do a marathon someday. Right now one of my goals is a half marathon, planned for the fall. But 26.2 miles is a very long way to run. Maybe someday?
I will say that I am in awe of anyone who tackles a marathon. I bow to you. I was reading race reports over the weekend for the Boston Marathon (so impressive), and here on Long Island, we had our own Long Island Marathon this weekend (it was hot and my heart goes out to anyone who had to run in 80-degree heat and humidity yesterday). 26.2 miles is an awesome accomplishment… maybe a little crazy, but hey, if you can complete a marathon, can’t you do just about anything? Leap tall buildings in a single bound, for instance?
For now though, I’ll stick to my nice little triathlons. Those are exhausting enough. But I’ll be training for those longer runs.
AND, I’ll continue correcting my family and friends who give me the esteemed title of marathon runner until I’ve actually gotten to the point where I deserve it. To all of you marathoners out there, you have my utmost respect. It truly is an amazing feat.