As I often had when I was training (and considering quitting), I thought about all the people who were counting on me to finish this race because I knew it would help them feel that they, too, could face their challenges successfully. I used my loving-kindness meditation, as I often do near the end of a run, to keep me going. When you're coping with the uncertainty of a business or personal risk, or any challenge, some days it feels like you simply cannot go on. When I realized my watch dropped a couple of minutes off the correct time, I sucked it up and went on. I hit that wall but I knew, however irrationally, that I was going to finish.
Not only am I a runner, now I'm a marathoner. I will not qualify it by saying things like, "I only ran one," or, "My time was really slow." People keep asking me if I'll do another. I suspect it's like marriage after divorce. People say, "never again," but then they think about all positives and, however irrational, they know they'll do better next time. After another dozen states or so, and a few more countries, I'm sure I'll feel the same way about my next marathon.