I run because long after my footprints fade away, maybe I will have inspired a few to reject the easy path, hit the trails, put one foot in front of the other, and come to the same conclusion I did: I run because it always takes me where I want to go.

I love to run and I have some tips to keep it fresh and novel. I rarely use the same route twice. That keeps things new.

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.

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.

Run when you can, walk if you have to, crawl if you must; just never give up.

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.

Don't confuse comfort with happiness.