“Long-distance running has molded me into the person I am today, and I’m hoping it will remain a part of my life for as long as possible. I’ll be happy if running and I can grow old together” (172).
When we discovered that we were going to Okinawa, Wendy suggested one of her favorite authors, Haruki Murakami. I never read one of his books until I saw this in the library. Strangely enough, it’s about running, a topic I have little interest in reading an entire book about. What compelled me to read something from him was the fact that he translated Raymond Carver’s short stories into Japanese. In fact, I thought he ripped off Carver’s title, What We Talk about When We Talk about Love, my first Carver collection.
This is a memoir of sorts, both of his training for several marathons and his writing process. I enjoyed his ability to use running as a metaphor for writing, and writing as a metaphor for running. Murakami has an easy style of writing without pretension, something that books about writing rarely have.
I loved the descriptions of his runs around both Tokyo and Boston best, but I found the most inspiration in his recounting of his run in an ultramarathon (62 miles). That serves as a reminder for me to persevere in my Christian faith and to pursue Jesus as the ultimate prize.
“Do you not know that in a race all the runners run, but only one receives the prize? So run that you may obtain it” (1 Cor. 9:24).