Regardless Of How Distant Your Dreams May

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.

Don't Confuse Comfort With Happiness.

If It Felt Good, You Didn't Push Hard Enough. It's Supposed To Hurt Like Hell.

I Have An Elliptigo. It's A Standup Bicycle. You Don't Pedal; You Stride On It. It Allows Me To Have The Same Striding Motion As Running Without The Impact.

Some Seek The Comfort Of Their Therapist's Office, Other Head To The Corner Pub And Dive Into A Pint, But I Chose Running As My Therapy.