Running Is The Heart Of What It

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.

Try The Meditation Of The Trail, Just Walk Along Looking At The Trail At Your Feet And Don't Look About And Just Fall Into A Trance As The Ground Zips By," Kerouac Wrote. "trails Are Like That: You're Floating Along In A Shakespearean Arden Paradise And Expect To See Nymphs And Fluteboys, Then Suddenly You're Struggling In A Hot Broiling Sun Of Hell In Dust And Nettles And Poison Oak... Just Like Life.

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

We Wouldn't Be Alive Without Love We Wouldn't Have Survived Without Running Maybe We Shouldn't Be Surprised That Getting Better At One Could Make You Better At The Other.

He Was Onto Something. Something Huge. It Wasn't Just How To Run; It Was How To Live, The Essence Of Who We Are As A Species And What We're Meant To Be.