Regardless Of How Distant Your Dreams May

When All Else Fails, Start Running!

I Do A Lot Of Marathons As Training Runs. If I'm Somewhere And There's A Marathon, I'll Sign Up And Just Go Run It.

I Run To Breathe The Fresh Air. I Run To Explore. I Run To Escape The Ordinary.

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.

Endurance Running Was My Passion, My Ride. So Here, I Was In The Driver's Seat, Running For Two Days Straight Pushing The Mental And Physical Limits Striving To Be Better, To Go Farther, To Give More.