when “they” spoke about love and referred to it as a marathon, there is much truth in that – you have to endure, you have to be patient, there will be blood, sweat and tears, and it will be painful at some point. But what they forgot, was that a marathon was just You in the race, with a sea of other racers.
Love between two people is more than just a marathon, its a 3 Legged marathon done in a gunny sack. Ugly, bloody, clumsy, and when one decides to run ahead, the whole thing becomes a mess. Beauty and grace is found when partners work together, and failure arises when one decides to give up or no one wants to compromise.