It Is The Brain, Not The Heart

We Run, Not Because We Think It Is Doing Us Good, But Because We Enjoy It And Cannot Help Ourselves...the More Restricted Our Society And Work Become, The More Necessary It Will Be To Find Some Outlet For This Craving For Freedom. No One Can Say, 'you Must Not Run Faster Than This, Or Jump Higher Than That.' The Human Spirit Is Indomitable.

Our House Was Bombed, And The Roof Fell In. We Were Sitting Under The Stairs Of The Basement, And We Were Quite Safe, But It Brought Home The Realization. In Two Nights 400 People Were Killed In Small Town.

I Couldn't Touch My Toes With Straight Legs, But I Could Break 4 Minutes For The Mile.

I Couldn't Disappoint People. I Did Not Want To Fail And Exhaust Myself, Because I Was The Kind Of Runner Who Trained So Little That I Couldn't Race Again Within Another 10 Days.

I Found Longer Races Boring. I Found The Mile Just Perfect.