It can be said that the first half of the marathon is 20 miles long; the second half, 6.2 more.
How would you describe the worst run you ever had? Precious!
There is no such thing as an average runner. We are all above average.
The marathon never ceases to be a race of joy, a race of wonder.
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?
Rested, Refreshed, and Ready to run, the three Rs of peak performance.