You have to wonder at times what you're doing out there. Over the years, I've given myself a thousand reasons to keep running, but it always comes back to where it started. It comes down to self-satisfaction and a sense of achievement.

Nobody likes tainted victories.

You cannot propel yourself forward by patting yourself on the back.

A lot of people run a race to see who is fastest. I run to see who has the most guts, who can punish himself into exhausting pace, and then at the end, punish himself even more.

Somebody may beat me, but they are going to have to bleed to do it.

What kind of crazy nut would spend two or three hours a day just running?

You said I was weak. You said I couldn't do it. Thank you. You gave me everything I needed to prove you wrong.