My trainer sent this to me. Yes, it's a big commercial for Nike, but the words perfectly capture the runner's experience.
You pretended the snooze button didn’t exist. You dragged your butt out of bed while others slept, while others ate their pancakes. You had a feast of protein, glucose and electrolytes. You double knotted. You left the front porch light on and locked the door behind you. You ran. 5k’s, 10k’s, 26.2 miles. Some days more, some days less. You rewarded a long run with a short run and a short run with a long run. Rain tried to slow you down. Sun tried to microwave you. Snow made you feel like a warrior. You cramped. You bonked. You paid no mind to comfort. On weekends, on holidays, you made excuses to keep going. Questioning yourself. Played mind games. Put your heart before your knees. Listened to your breathing. Sweat sunscreen into your eyes. Worked on your farmer’s tan. You hit the wall. You went through it. You decided to be a man about it. You decided to be a woman about it. Finished what you started. Proved what you were made of. Just kept putting mile after mile on your internal odometer. For 25 years you ran. And we ran with you. How much farther will we go?
As far as you will.