Do you not know that in a race all the runners run, but only one gets the prize?
Run in such a way as to get the prize.
I Corinthians 9:24
I can’t tell you much I hate running. Hence the reason this has never been my favorite Christian metaphor.
Back when I was Shannon Kelley the College Student, I had to take a gym class in order to get my math education degree. (Even after all these years, my heart cries, why?) I soon discovered that it was basically a running class led by a Drill Sergeant-type professor. During “class,” he ran and talked with the cool athletes up at the front of the pack, occasionally shouting mean things toward those of us at the back. I loathed every minute.