Listen To Your Body. Do Not Be

There Is Nothing More Certain Than The Defeat Of The Man Who Gives Up.

The True Runner Is A Very Fortunate Person. He Has Found Something In Him That Is Just Perfect.

If You Want To Win Anything - A Race, Yourself, Your Life - You Have To Go A Little Berserk.

And While These Pounds Were Being Shed, While The Physiological Miracles Were Occurring With The Heart And Muscle And Metabolism, Psychological Marvels Were Taking Place As Well. Just So, The World Over, Bodies, Minds, And Souls Are Constantly Being Born Again, During Miles On The Road.

On The Roads, I Can See Truth Revealed Whole Without Thought Or Reason. There I Experience The Sudden Understanding That Comes Unasked, Unbidden. I Simply Rest, Rest Within Myself, Rest Within The Pure Rhythm Of My Running. And I Wait.