Co-authored by Galit Romanelli 2.20.2019. The night before the Tel Aviv Marathon, my wife Galit and I had a huge fight. She felt I was irresponsible. That timing of the race was bad and I would be exhausted and not present for the weekend with the kids before going away on a business trip. I felt like she was suddenly changing our arrangement. We moved between talking and not talking. Between being insulted and hurting each other. She asked me to cancel the marathon. I said no. I said “Galit, this marathon is more important to me right now than your request.” We woke up at 4:30 the following morning and drove to the race. In that drive I felt so alone. Galit was running a 10k. I was running the full marathon. And away I went. Kilometer 1 As I started running, all I could think about was how alone I felt. I was moving between feeling sorry for myself and being angry at my wife. Feeling sorry for myself and being angry. Over …