Don't Confuse Comfort With Happiness.

Once You Permit Yourself To Compromise, You Fail Yourself.

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.

Running Unites Us And Brings Us Together Because, In The Words Of The Great Bill Rogers, "we Sweat The Same. We Struggle The Same." Running Is A Simple, Primitive Act, And Therein Lays Its Power. For It Is One Of The Few Commonalities Left Between Us As A Human Race. Toeing The Starting Line Of A Marathon, Regardless Of The Language You Speak, The God You Worship Or The Color Of Your Skin, We All Stand As Equal. Perhaps The World Would Be A Better Place If More People Ran.

Sure I'm Cut But Not For The Sake Of Vanity.

Struggling And Suffering Are The Essence Of A Life Worth Living. If You're Not Pushing Yourself Beyond The Comfort Zone, If You're Not Demanding More From Yourself - Expanding And Learning As You Go - You're Choosing A Numb Existence. You're Denying Yourself An Extraordinary Trip.