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How To Run An Ultramarathon ? Puff Out Your Chest, Put One Foot In Front Of The Other, And Don't Stop Till You Cross The Finish Line.

Even If You're Inches Away From The Finish, Never Take Success For Granted.

I Run Because Long After My Footprints Fade Away, Maybe I Will Have Inspired A Few To Reject The Easy Path, Hit The Trails, Put One Foot In Front Of The Other, And Come To The Same Conclusion I Did: I Run Because It Always Takes Me Where I Want To Go.

If It Comes Easy, If It Doesn’t Require Extraordinary Effort, You’re Not Pushing Hard Enough. It’s Supposed To Hurt Like Hell.

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.