Not just the runners, who shed well-earned tears as they cross the finish line, but many marathon-watchers find themselves blubbering too. Here’s why.
We humans cry at a lot of strange things — really well-sung songs, dogs being good on the internet, bagpipes, when someone in hardship gets a new backyard on TV, literally any movie on a plane, but also marathons. For both runners and spectators alike, there seems to be an unexpected (to varying degrees) tug of emotion that comes with this very public, very en masse event. But why?
“We cry because we need other people.”
- Ad Vingerhoets
Let’s start with plain and simple crying. Charles Darwin once called emotional tears “purposeless”, but modern science disagrees. Different from reflex tears, which are those that happen when you cut onions or get smoke in your eyes, made of 98% water, emotional tears contain more protein — making them thicker, making them roll down the cheeks more slowly. “This thickness intrigues me,” Heather Christle wrote in an exploration of crying for The Guardian. “The longer it takes for these tears to travel down a cheek, the greater the chance that they will be noticed by another person and their message perceived. Tears are a social signal.” In a great read about crying published in Time almost a decade ago, Ad Vingerhoets, the world’s foremost expert on crying and author of Why Only Humans Weep, said “Tears are of extreme relevance for human nature. We cry because we need other people.” Adding, “So Darwin was totally wrong.”
We spoke to a lot of marathon spectators and participants and the sentiment echoed. “I cry every time I watch a marathon,” Nathalie Heider, who often attends because she knows someone running, tells us. “In the beginning when everyone starts feeling the anticipation, the excitement, the concentration and the nervousness of the runners. Then the finish: the euphoria, the relief, how proud the runners are. They usually also don’t carry a phone with them and I love when everyone is getting a bit panicky trying to find their people but then get even more excited when they find each other.”
Another spectator, Alice Romeril, who at first started attending marathons to support a friend but who says it “turned out to be much less passive than I had initially pictured,” recalls with detail when she first felt the marathon tears pang. “When we pressed ourselves into the line of supporters, I started to hear names being called out and conversations between strangers about why their friends or relatives were running, something shifted,” she explains. “It was like everyone had decided to wear their good will on the outside today over their fleeces and tote bags with tiny Haribos and in front of their A4 banners. Hundreds of them, little families and proud parents with cameras. I turned around to my friend and we both had wet faces and scrunched them into each other’s shoulders.”