Make Friends With Pain, And You Will

Only Recently Have We Come Up With The Technology To Turn Lazing Around Into A Way Of Life. We've Taken Our Sinewy, Durable, Hunter-gatherer Bodies And Plunked Them Into An Artificial World Of Leisure.

Humans Are Built For Endurance, Not Speed. We're Awful Sprinters Compared To Every Other Animal. We Try To Run Our Races As If They Were Speed Races, But They Are Not. They're Endurance Races. Even A Marathon, The Way It's Run Now, It's Not An Endurance Contest.

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.

You Don't Stop Running Because You Get Old, You Get Old Because You Stop Running.

I Received The Best Advice For Running I Ever Heard: 'you're Not Going To Win, So Just Relax. If It Feels Like Work, You're Running Too Hard.