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.

Even when you have gone as far as you can, and everything hurts, and you are staring at the specter of self-doubt, you can find a bit more strength deep inside you, if you look closely enough.

What is the purpose of any one workout? Enjoyment? Improvement? Coach said so? Whatever, the hour you run often is the best hour of the day.

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!

Whatever, the hour you run often is the best hour of the day.

Keep your dream in front of you. Never let it go regardless of how farfetched it might seem.