The name Marathon comes from the legend of Pheidippides, the Greek messenger. The legend states that, while he was taking part in the Battle of Marathon, which took place in August or September 490 BC,[3] he witnessed a Persian vessel changing its course towards Athens as the battle was near a victorious end for the Greek army. He interpreted this as an attempt by the defeated Persians to rush into the city to claim a false victory or simply raid,[4] hence claiming their authority over Greek land. It was said that he ran the entire distance to Athens without stopping, discarding his weapons and even clothes to lose as much weight as possible, and burst into the assembly, exclaiming "we have won!", before collapsing and dying.[5]
When the modern Olympics began in 1896, the initiators and organizers were looking for a great popularizing event, recalling the glory of ancient Greece. The idea of a marathon race came from Michel Bréal, who wanted the event to feature in the first modern Olympic Games in 1896 in Athens. This idea was heavily supported by Pierre de Coubertin, the founder of the modern Olympics, as well as by the Greeks.[15]
The common story is "he ran from Marathon to Athens to alert Athens of the Greek victory at the Battle of Marathon, and promptly died after doing so".
The reality is that before the battle, he ran the much longer distance from Athens to Sparta over 2 days to ask for Spartan aid in the upcoming battle. Sparta said they would help, but could not leave for a few days due to religious reasons (I've seen some sources cite a religious festival, and others say it was because they could only set out under a full moon). So Philippides then ran back to Athens to tell them. Sparta would not arrive until after the battle, but Athens won anyway.
There are some claims that then Philippides ran back to Athens as per the common story, but these are attested much later and so are likely untrue.
Define "fun". It's still a grueling ordeal, about pushing the human body much closer to its' limits than it is at rest state, via a constant, monotonous, extended strain on it.
we're gatekeeping fun now, I see. NO having fun when running a marathon. it's a HARD rule. are you smiling while you run? fuck you. you're not doing it right. you should be wincing in pain, you pussy! /s
sheez most marathoners will tell you the grueling ordeal is the fun part.
Ignoring the fact that "funny" and "fun" are not synonyms, running is absolutely fun. It's type 2 fun, not the quick dopamine hit of watching a movie or playing a video game, but I absolutely love running and would definitely describe it as "fun".