A Lot Of Ultramarathoners Are

Running Unites Us And Brings Us Together Because, In The Words Of The Great Bill Rogers, "we Sweat The Same. We Struggle The Same." Running Is A Simple, Primitive Act, And Therein Lays Its Power. For It Is One Of The Few Commonalities Left Between Us As A Human Race. Toeing The Starting Line Of A Marathon, Regardless Of The Language You Speak, The God You Worship Or The Color Of Your Skin, We All Stand As Equal. Perhaps The World Would Be A Better Place If More People Ran.

I Never Feel More Alive Than When I'm In Great Pain, Struggling Against Insurmountable Odds And Untold Adversity. Hardship? Suffering? Bring It!

A Marathon Is Not About Running, It Is About Salvation. We Spend So Much Of Our Lives Doubting Ourselves, Thinking We're Not Good Enough, Not Strong Enough, Not Made Of The Right Stuff. The Marathon Is An Opportunity For Redemption. "opportunity," Because The Outcome Is Uncertain. "opportunity," Because It Is Up To You, And Only You, To Make It Happen; Only You Can Turn Your Farfetched Dream Into A Reality.

Most Dreams Die A Slow Death. They're Conceived In A Moment Of Passion, With The Prospect Of Endless Possibility, But Often Languish And Are Not Pursued With The Same Heartfelt Intensity As When First Born. Slowly, Subtly, A Dream Becomes Elusive And Ephemeral. People Who've Lost Their Own Dreams Become Pessimists And Cynics. They Feel Like The Time And Devotion Spent On Chasing Their Dreams Were Wasted. The Emotional Scars Last Forever.

Sometimes You've Got To Go Through Hell To Get To Heaven.