We Who Run...are Different From Those Who

No Matter How Old I Get, The Race Remains One Of Life's Most Rewarding Experiences. My Times Become Slower And Slower, But The Experience Of The Race Is Unchanged: Each Race A Drama, Each Race A Challenge, Each Race Stretching Me In One Way Or Another, And Each Race Telling Me More About Myself And Others.

The Key Then Is To Find Your Own Mountain, Otherwise You Will Be Competing With People Who Are Not Even In Your Event, And Running Up Against The 'shoulds' And 'oughts' Of That World, And The Inevitable Frustration And Depression And Feelings Of Failure. A Person Can Be Complete Or Incomplete, But One Thing Is Sure, He Cannot Be Someone Else.

Out On The Roads There Is Fitness And Self-discovery And The Persons We Were Destined To Be.

There Are As Many Reasons For Running As There Are Days In The Year, Years In My Life. But Mostly I Run Because I Am An Animal And A Child, An Artist And A Saint. So, Too, Are You. Find Your Own Play, Your Own Self-renewing Compulsion, And You Will Become The Person You Are Meant To Be.

I Will Not Last Forever. But I Am Damn Well Going To Know I Have Been Here.