I Do A Lot Of Marathons As

When I Ran Across America, For 75 Days I Ate 10,000 Calories A Day. I Still Lost About Five Pounds.

I Eat Nothing That's Processed Or Refined - No High-fructose Corn Syrup, No Sugar, No Trans-fats. I Eat A Lot Of Fish And Monounsaturated Fats From Olives, Olive Oil And Nuts. A Lot Of Organic, Fresh Fruits And Vegetables. No Bread. No Gluten. No Wheat. No Rice.

I Have An Elliptigo. It's A Standup Bicycle. You Don't Pedal; You Stride On It. It Allows Me To Have The Same Striding Motion As Running Without The Impact.

I'm Not Trying To Take More Of The Pie For Myself. I'm Trying To Make The Pie Larger For Everyone.

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.