Running Is The Heart Of

Distance Running Was Revered Because It Was Indispensable; It Was The Way We Survived And Thrived And Spread Across The Planet. You Ran To Eat And To Avoid Being Eaten; You Ran To Find A Mate And Impress Her, And With Her You Ran Off To Start A New Life Together. You Had To Love Running, Or You Wouldn't Live To Love Anything Else. And Like Everything Else We Love-everything We Sentimentally Call Our 'passions' And 'desires'-it's Really An Encoded Ancestral Necessity. We Were Born To Run; We Were Born Because We Run.

Perhaps All Our Troubles - All The Violence, Obesity, Illness, Depression, And Greed We Can't Overcome - Began When We Stopped Living As Running People. Deny Your Nature, And It Will Erupt In Some Other, Uglier Way.

There's Something So Universal About That Sensation, The Way Running Unites Our Two Most Primal Impulses: Fear And Pleasure. We Run When We're Scared, We Run When We're Ecstatic, We Run Away From Our Problems And Run Around For A Good Time.

We Are The Biggest Sissies In The Jungle. Every Other Animal Is Stronger Than We Are - They Have Fangs, They Have Claws, They Have Nimbleness, They Have Speed. We Think Usain Bolt Is Fast - Usain Bolt Can Get His Ass Kicked By A Squirrel.

We're Constantly Told That Running Will Ruin Our Knees And Outrage Our Hearts, But For Nearly All Of Human Existence, It Was Associated With Freedom, Vitality, And Eternal Youth.