Marriage: The Ultimate Long Run

Morgan and I celebrated our 20-year wedding anniversary with a 14-mile run on the Dipsea Trail from Mill Valley to Stinson Beach and back. Along the rutted trail and steep stairways that climb out of redwoods to reveal the San Francisco Bay, I wondered how I’ve been married and running for so long when I generally struggle with commitment and battle boredom. I drop in and out of the workforce and start way more books than I ever finish. Half-baked projects litter my desk, and unaccountable gaps wreck my resume.

And yet here I am with Morgan, the high school boyfriend I married at 21, and here I am training for a 50-mile trail race after 15 years of running and finishing some 30 marathons. I can tell myself, I must not be a total flake or failure, because I have a good marriage and I’m a good runner.

Surely there’s a connection between my marriage and running, but what is it?

Relationships and running both start the same way, with that magic potion called passion. Both spark a thrill that inevitably wanes and takes ongoing effort to rekindle. The rekindling happens by deliberately trying new things, new routes, new challenges.

A few years ago, I was forced to take several months off from running to cope with severe Achilles tendinitis, and I worked with a podiatrist and trainer to fix my flawed biomechanics. This ultimately helped me run better on the trails and prevented further flareups. Someone told me at the time, “Sometimes you have to break down to retool and rebuild the right way.”

The same could be said of our marriage: Seven years ago, it broke down nearly completely. I was ready to split. After much effort and pints of tears shed on a therapist’s couch, it significantly improved and has pretty much avoided re-injury.

But as much as anything, relationships take acceptance and respect for differences. Having my life partner also be my running partner helped me better understand this.

A few miles into the Dipsea, I let Morgan pass so we could take turns setting the pace. I noticed he inadvertently put his shirt on inside-out and probably forgot to put sunscreen on his neck. He’s experimenting with running in sandals, so he kept pausing to shake out pebbles trapped underfoot. He didn’t care at all about how long the run took us because he never logs his time or mileage, and he doesn’t even wear a stopwatch.

We’re so different as runners—and, of course, I think my way is the right way—but he continuously rebuffs my attempts to coach him. Year after year I bug him to try track workouts for speed, to do core work for strengthening, to stretch to prevent injuries, to stick to a weekly running plan, to set some goals for races—in short, to become a better runner by running more like me.

But he won’t listen. If anything, he rebels and deliberately does the opposite of my advice. Our spoken and unspoken communication about running devolves into a proxy for other power struggles in our relationship—squabbles both mundane (how best to cook and clean) and profound (how to deal with personal and professional frustrations).

Finally I gave up trying to coach him and simply celebrated the fact that he runs at all and that he supports my running. And then Morgan surprised me: He got better on his own. He started running more frequently and longer.

Likewise, I stopped constantly coaching him about what to do about his stress and unhappiness—I tried to act more like a consultant with a sympathetic ear and less like a frustrated mother toward him—and then he surprised me big time. He decided on his own to change his life, and in the process quit his job and took the kids and me around the world for a year of travel and homeschooling. I’ve never loved him more.

People sometimes ask, “Don’t you get bored running?” And they often ask, “Have you and Morgan been together this whole time?” which is an indirect way of asking, “Don’t you get bored with each other?” I tell them it doesn’t have to be boring. Year after year, you just have to keep it fresh and keep growing and improving, always on the lookout for signs of burnout and injury.

I’ve always thought that marriage mirrors a long point-to-point trail run with exhilarating peaks and a few tough valleys. But perhaps long-term relationships and long-term running are more cyclical than linear. Both cycle through periods of comfort and crisis; that is, a relationship can hum along, and a partner can be almost an afterthought, just like a six-mile loop you run week after week at the same pace can feel as familiar as your own house.

Then along comes a crisis, which really is the flip side of an opportunity. (I once heard that the Chinese character for “crisis” and “opportunity” are the same, which I’m not sure is true, but I like the idea.) Maybe it’s a new job or a move, or maybe it’s something more ominous like infidelity, and it presents an opportunity for the couple to decide whether they will confront the challenges together, openly and honestly, and navigate change, or whether they’ll give up on the union.

The same thing can happen with running: You get injured and yearn to be able to run even half of that six-mile loop, so you stop taking it for granted. Or you discover a new sport and decide to put running on hold. It’s an opportunity to consider whether running is really “your thing,” and why, really, do you do it day after day? What could make it better?

Marriage, like trail running, is an adventure full of risks and rewards. It takes effort and always can be improved. Sometimes you’ll like your partner more than at other times, just as some weeks or months you’ll feel better running than at other times. Sometimes you’ll have no desire for either. But if given the choice to commit or quit, ask yourself whether you genuinely love the person, flaws and all, and whether you genuinely love the experience of running, fatigue and all.

Yes, I do, and I’m glad I said “I do” way-back-when.

I wrote that essay one year ago, for my old blog, and republished it here on the occasion of our 21st. Thanks for another great year, Morgan!

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11 Responses to Marriage: The Ultimate Long Run

  1. Chris Becker June 30, 2011 at 7:26 am #

    Thanks, Sarah! Some similarities in our journey. I think we are both lucky to have such great partners. They accept our sometimes OCD and relentless need to perform in these “crazy” events. Esther has given me the opportunity to race bikes for the last 3 years and knowing very well I was pushing the time commitment she still let me do it. I decided on my own this year to let up because it was all too encompassing and I was spending too much time training. Running is a compromise for me but well worth the more important things in life like my marriage and family. I will miss the intense competition of cycling but at the same time welcome the “new” addition back to running. Thanks for your post.

  2. Jessica June 30, 2011 at 11:11 am #

    Great post! I completely agree- all relationships require the strength and endurance that our long runs do. I also feel that when I’m confident in my running or how my training is going, I also feel more confident in my relationship. It is nice however to take that step back every once in awhile and separate the two, and just be glad he doesn’t think you’re insane for running so much, haha!

  3. Dave Sloane June 30, 2011 at 12:39 pm #

    Thanks for re-posting this (I missed it first time around) and congratulations to you and Morgan! “Surely there’s a connection between my marriage and running, but what is it?”…uh, love? And it’s good to remind ourselves that even love takes work.

  4. Paul June 30, 2011 at 1:55 pm #

    Interesting comparison 🙂 I believe running is not just close to the path of marriage but everything else in life. It just feels “right”.

    I’ve learnt more personal life lessons out on the trails than any other time in my life. Its uncanny!

    I too have a fantastic partner who supports me in what ever endeavors i do. Some are risky, crazy and down right stupid…..but Amy keeps the support 24 x 7.

    Like you- i’m very lucky to have such a great partner. Saying that- i’d not have it any other way 😉

    Happy trails and happy times ahead for us all!

  5. Martha Howard July 1, 2011 at 6:21 am #

    Not a runner, but a wife of 26 years… this post really touched me, Sarah. I wish you and Morgan all the best on your anniversary (sorry – a day late) and years to come of love, romance, and running.

    : ) Martha

  6. Heather July 1, 2011 at 6:38 am #

    Really incredible analogy and writing, Sarah. It would be great to have this published more broadly…… many people could get a lot out of this…….

  7. Helena July 10, 2011 at 8:45 am #

    Just what I needed to hear.

  8. Elinor Fish July 12, 2011 at 7:20 pm #

    This is a fantastic essay, Sarah! I loved it and can relate to so much of what you described here so eloquently. Thank you!

  9. olga August 22, 2011 at 7:17 am #

    Great post, and I finally added your blog to my roster – took awhile:)

  10. Greg July 6, 2012 at 6:43 am #

    I read your article in Marathon & Beyond Magazine and it really hit home. Two years ago I got hit with the double whammy of twin pelvic stress fractures (both pubic rami) and discovered my wife was having an affair with her running partner. But we used the metaphor of marriage as long run (we’re both marathoners/ultramarathoners) and both the marriage and running are back on track (not without a lot of therapy). As we say, running almost ended our marriage; but running ultimately saved our marriage. Thanks for the article!


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