If It Comes Easy, If

Toeing The Starting Line Of A Marathon, Regardless Of The Language You Speak, The God You Worship Or The Color Of Your Skin, We All Stand As Equal. Perhaps The World Would Be A Better Place If More People Ran.

I Run With A Credit Card And A Cell Phone, So When There Is Not A 7-eleven Around, Like Some Of The Country Roads Out There, I Can Get Him To Deliver A Pizza To Me. And I Kind Of Give Them A Coordinate, A Corner.

If You Just Go Out There And Run 100 Miles, It Breaks Down A Lot Of Barriers In Terms Of Self-imposed Limitations.

I'm Not Trying To Take More Of The Pie For Myself. I'm Trying To Make The Pie Larger For Everyone.

Most Dreams Die A Slow Death. They're Conceived In A Moment Of Passion, With The Prospect Of Endless Possibility, But Often Languish And Are Not Pursued With The Same Heartfelt Intensity As When First Born. Slowly, Subtly, A Dream Becomes Elusive And Ephemeral. People Who've Lost Their Own Dreams Become Pessimists And Cynics. They Feel Like The Time And Devotion Spent On Chasing Their Dreams Were Wasted. The Emotional Scars Last Forever.