When I Was Sick, I Didn't Want

We Sped On, Across The Plains, Toward Metz. I Hung Back, Saving Myself. It Is Called The Race Of Truth. The Early Stages Separate The Strong Riders From The Weak. Now The Weak Would Be Eliminated Altogether.

Hard Work, Sacrifice And Focus Will Never Show Up In Tests.

I Joined The Swim Team When I Was 12, And I Was The Worst Kid In The Pool - I Was Put With A Group Of 7-year-olds.

Evan Handler Is A Man Who’s Looked Into The Abyss And Laughed. His Book, It’s Only Temporary, Made Me Laugh Along With Him. He Covers Love, Lust, Showbiz, Triumph, And Despair – And He Manages To Be Both Funny And Inspiring About All Of It. It’s An Important Book That I Think Can Help To Spread Goodness Around The World. Something We Desperately Need.

Me And Running Don’t Always See Eye To Eye. Some Days It Hurts More Than Others. But It Doesn’t Mean I Don’t Do It. I Deal With It And I Keep Running Because Not Everything That Is Good For You, Always Feels Good For You.