Why I’m running the London Marathon
When my brother called me up last autumn, I didn’t expect him to ask me whether I fancied running the London Marathon with him. I’m not aware that Steve has previously done any sport. He’s definitely not A Sportsman. So it was something of a surprise. Anyway, I don’t get to see my brother enough and I’d always fancied the idea of running a marathon (just not quite so soon) so I said, “why yes, I’d love to run a marathon with you.”
Roll on February 2013. I came back from a trip to a very warm South Sudan, landing in a very very very cold, icy, snowy Berlin. Like, rly cold. And for the past two and a half months I’ve been running in Berlin’s ice and snow at ungodly hours in an effort to get my weedy body to a point where it’s able to run 26.2 miles without me collapsing and dying. I bought shiny silver shoes and fluorescent yellow shoes, saw loads of statues and more snow than I’ve ever seen before in my life, tried to eat a bit healthier, and sampled mid-run doughnuts with my “trainer,” Monal.
It’s definitely been less than fun on some occasions. Getting up at 6am three times a week to go for runs in a temperature where, upon your return, your hands are too cold to operate the key to get in to your house, and other parts of your body are so cold that you can’t find them anymore, is a bit long. But there have been upsides, too. I’ve had the time to listen to countless episodes of This American Life and Ira has soothed my pain with his gentle storytelling. I’ve been able to wear tights without anyone laughing at me. And there’ve been some glorious moments where I’ve been running in a beautiful landscape, completely alone, with anthemic pop-rock blasting in my headphones, and it’s been nothing short of a magical connection with nature, and has felt like a total privilege. I think I’ve finally fostered a love of running that will never leave me.
And that’s all well and good. But the real reason I’m running the marathon is to raise money for Christian Aid. I don’t believe in a world where some people have an excess of food to eat and others have nothing. I don’t believe in a world where some people get an education, and others remain uneducated, unable to lift themselves from poverty. And I don’t believe in a world where people are dying from poverty-related diseases like malaria and HIV. Christian Aid’s vision is to see an end to poverty, by working globally to eradicate the causes of it, and it’s a vision that I share.
I’m currently at 57% of my fundraising target with one week to go ‘til the big day, and if you can spare some money to help me get closer to my goal, no matter how little, I would be very grateful. In return, I’ll be sure to post lots of horrible sweaty photos here for your enjoyment in a week’s time.
Please dig deep and make a donation here: justgiving.com/lukerunfield. Thanks for reading.