Every once in a while I think, 'What am I doing out here running, busting myself up? Life could be so much easier. The other guys are out having fun, doing other things, why not me?'

No one will ever win a 5,000-meter by running an easy two miles. Not against me.

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

A race is a work of art.

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.

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

What I like most about track is the feeling I get after a good run.