You get out of things what you put into them. When you get to the starting line of a race, you either trained, or you didn't. You can't lie your way through it. If you haven't logged the miles, it's going to show. Such is the way it is in life.
How can words possibly describe how fantastic, how beautiful, and how majestic the marathon is? I don't think they can. However, I would like to share a few lessons that I learned while becoming a marathoner. They say that the marathon is a metaphor for life, and I couldn't agree more.