Putting miles in your training log is like putting money in the bank. You begin to draw interest on it immediately.

We all have bad days and bad workouts, when running gets ugly, when split times seem slow, when you wonder why you started. It will pass.

In the big city, if the man next door happens to be a slum landlord, a Mafia bag man, or a long distance runner, what does it matter, as long as he puts his garbage out on Tuesdays?

How would you describe the worst run you ever had? Precious!

Rested, Refreshed, and Ready to run, the three Rs of peak performance.

The difference between the mile and the marathon is the difference between burning your fingers with a match and being slowly roasted over hot coals.

It is not so much that I began to run, but that I continued.