JD Vance and I may share similar backgrounds and even political concerns, notably our shared apprehension about former President Donald Trump’s authoritarian leanings. However, our paths diverge significantly in both our professional outputs and personal achievements. Vance’s best-selling book towers over my modest publication in sales, and while he navigates the corridors of power, I pound the pavement, having just completed my 10th marathon at the age of 40.

Now, I’m setting a challenge for the Vice President: lace up and finish a marathon. Some might argue that a man in his high-profile position lacks the time for such an endeavor. Yet, history and some would say the nature of the vice presidency itself suggest otherwise. It’s a role often criticized for its lack of substantial duties unless unforeseen circumstances arise.

The Vice President undoubtedly has a packed schedule, but so did I during the busiest times of my life, such as my final year at law school or while working 60-hour weeks as a litigator. I still found time to train and run. It’s about priorities, and frankly, the nation could benefit from less involvement in controversial international politics and more focus on personal health and fitness.

Moreover, running could serve Vance well beyond just improving his physical fitness. It’s a mental and emotional crucible that strips down all pretenses and leaves one’s raw perseverance on show. No amount of political maneuvering can conquer the physical demands of a 26.2-mile race. It’s a level playing field where every participant is tested, and often humbled, by the relentless road.

For someone who’s publicly struggled with his running form, as Vance has, the challenge might seem daunting. But from personal experience, starting from a disadvantage only sweetens the triumph. I’m a testament to that, having never been naturally suited to long-distance running myself.

In one of my hardest races, a grueling 27-mile trail marathon with several small mountains to conquer, I finished last. But finish I did. The physical toll was immense—my recovery was marked by oddly colored urine from severe dehydration—but the satisfaction of completing something so demanding was unmatched.

So, Mr. Vice President, consider this a friendly challenge. Put on your running shoes and prove that you can commit to and conquer a marathon. Should you cross that finish line, know that you will have not only my respect but my congratulations ready and waiting. Let’s see if you can take this run.