Running Should Be Free, Man.

...there Was Some Kind Of Connection Between The Capacity To Love And The Capacity To Love *running*. The Engineering Was Certainly The Same: Both Depended On Loosening Your Grip On Your Own Desires, Putting Aside What You Wanted And Appreciating What You've Got, Being Patient And Forgiving And... Undemanding...maybe We Shouldn't Be Surprised That Getting Better At One Could Make You Better At The Other.

We've Created An Unnatural Form Of Running. It's Not Just The Shoes, But We Run On Artificial Surfaces - Straight Ahead, Hard And Steady - Instead Of Speeding Up And Slowing Down, Reacting To The Terrain With Changes Of Pace And Rhythm.

Ask Nothing From Your Running, And You'll Get More Than You Ever Imagined!

Try The Meditation Of The Trail, Just Walk Along Looking At The Trail At Your Feet And Don't Look About And Just Fall Into A Trance As The Ground Zips By," Kerouac Wrote. "trails Are Like That: You're Floating Along In A Shakespearean Arden Paradise And Expect To See Nymphs And Fluteboys, Then Suddenly You're Struggling In A Hot Broiling Sun Of Hell In Dust And Nettles And Poison Oak... Just Like Life.

We Say The Rarajipari Is The Game Of Life, ' Angel Said. 'you Never Know How Hard It Will Be. You Never Know When It Will End. You Can't Control It. You Can Only Adjust.