We Run When We're Scared,

-the Reason We Race Isn't So Much To Beat Each Other But To Be With Each Other. -the Hopis Consider Running A Form Of Prayer; They Offer Every Step As A Sacrifice To A Loved One, And In Return Ask The Great Spirit To Match Their Strength With Some Of His Own.

Every Morning In Africa, A Gazelle Wakes Up, It Knows It Must Outrun The Fastest Lion Or It Will Be Killed. Every Morning In Africa, A Lion Wakes Up. It Knows It Must Run Faster Than The Slowest Gazelle, Or It Will Starve. It Doesn't Matter Whether You're The Lion Or A Gazelle-when The Sun Comes Up, You'd Better Be Running.

But You Can't Muscle Through A Five-hour Run That Way; You Have To Relax Into It Like Easing Your Body Into A Hot Bath, Until It No Longer Resists The Shock And Begins To Enjoy It.

Try The Meditation Of The Trail, Just Walk Along Looking At The Trail At Your Feet And Don't Look About And Just Fall Into A Trance As The Ground Zips By," Kerouac Wrote. "trails Are Like That: You're Floating Along In A Shakespearean Arden Paradise And Expect To See Nymphs And Fluteboys, Then Suddenly You're Struggling In A Hot Broiling Sun Of Hell In Dust And Nettles And Poison Oak... Just Like Life.

If You Read Folklore And Mythology, Any Kind Of Myths, Any Kind Of Tall Tales, Running Is Always Associated With Freedom And Vitality And Youthfulness And Eternal Vigor. It's Only In Our Lifetime That Running Has Become Associated With Fear And Pain.