If I used being busy as an excuse not to run, I'd never run again. I have only a few reasons to keep on running, and a truckload of them to quit.

Some people can work their butts off and never get what they're aiming for while others can get it without any effort at all.

If you think God’s there, He is. If you don’t, He isn’t. And if that’s what God’s like, I wouldn’t worry about it.

Time flows in strange ways on Sundays, and sights become mysteriously distorted.

What I want is for the two of us to meet somewhere by chance one day, like, passing on the street, or getting on the same bus.

Even if there were two of me, I still couldn't do all that has to be done. No matter what, though, I keep up my running. Running every day is a kind of lifeline for me, so I'm not going to lay off or quit just because I'm busy. If I used being busy as an excuse not to run, I'd never run again. I have only a few reasons to keep on running, and a truckload of them to quit. All I can do is keep those few reasons nicely polished.

What's nurtured slowly grows well.