I Do A Lot Of

For Me, As For So Many Runners, There Really Are No Finish Lines. Runs End; Running Doesn't.

Awakenings Are Always Terrifying As They Force You To Realize Your Past Has Been Lived In Confinement, The Most Disturbing Part Is When You Recognize That The Shackle Holding You Down Are Largely Once You Have Placed Upon Yourself, The Prison Is Self Constructed

Never, However, Do I Take Shortcuts. There Is Not Path Of Least Resistance In My Training. What I Do Equates To Hard Manual Labor, Disciplined Grunt Work. Once You Permit Yourself To Compromise, You Fail Yourself. You Might Be Able To Fool Some People, But You Can Never Fool Yourself. Your Toughest Critic Is The One You Face Every Morning In The Mirror.

There Is Magic In Misery. Just Ask Any Runner.

I Run With A Credit Card And A Cell Phone, So When There Is Not A 7-eleven Around, Like Some Of The Country Roads Out There, I Can Get Him To Deliver A Pizza To Me. And I Kind Of Give Them A Coordinate, A Corner.