Quotes About Nature

If you can run six miles on a summer day, then you, my friend, are a lethal weapon in the animal kingdom.

Everyone is built for running.

There's a more glaring giveaway that boxing and wrestling are just recreation: girls and old guys aren't good at them. As a rule of thumb, performance aberration in a basic skill is a good way to evaluate whether it's natural to a species. When you spot a giant ability gap between ages and genders, you know you're looking at nurture, not nature.

You run on the earth and run with the earth, you can run forever.

When he zoomed in, he was startled by what he found: instead of each foot clomping down as it would in a shoe, it behaved like an animal with a mind of its own—stretching, grasping, seeking the ground with splayed toes, gliding in for a landing like a lake-bound swan.

Deny your nature, and it will erupt in some other, uglier way.

Your foot is perfectly happy molding itself around rocks. All you've got to do is relax and let your foot flex. It

That was the real secret of the Tarahumara: they'd never forgotten what it felt like to love running. They

As a rule of thumb, performance aberration in a basic skill is a good way to evaluate whether it's natural to a species. When you spot a giant ability gap between ages and genders, you know you're looking at nurture, not nature. Male

Running isn't about making people buy stuff. Running should be free, man.

As a rule of thumb, performance aberration in a basic skill is a good way to evaluate whether it's natural to a species. When you spot a giant ability gap between ages and genders, you know you're looking at nurture, not nature.

slova p?ipisovaná Rogeru Bannisterovi... :"Každý den ráno se v Africe probudí gazela a ví, že musí b?žet rychleji než nejrychlejší lev, jinak zahyne. Každé ráno se v Africe probudí lev a ví, že musí b?hat rychleji než nejpomalejší gazela, jinak bude mít hlad. Je jedno, jestli jste lev nebo gazela - jakmile vyjde slunce, m?li byste utíkat.

Awareness of the world begins with your feet, he believes.

Poetry, music, forests, oceans, solitude—they were what developed enormous spiritual strength. I came to realize that spirit, as much or more than physical conditioning, had to be stored up before a race. —HERB ELLIOTT,

Every morning in Africa, a gazelle wakes up," Bannister said. "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 a lion or a gazelle— when the sun comes up, you'd better be running.

The reason some people use their genetic gift for running and others don't is because the brain is a bargain shopper.

Simple and brief interactions with nature can produce marked increases in cognitive control," they explain in a paper for Psychological Science called "The Cognitive Benefits of Interacting with Nature.

Wilson called those forces the biophilia hypothesis, which literally means "love of living things" but translates more closely to "Your brain may not remember, but your body will never forget that animals have guarded us since the Stone Age." Why

exploring Arizona's mazelike Mogollon canyon range,

When I'm out on a long run," she continued, "the only thing in life that matters is finishing the run. For once, my brain isn't going blehblehbleh all the time. Everything quiets down, and the only thing going on is pure flow. It's just me and the movement and the motion. That's what I love—just being a barbarian, running through the woods.

an utterly spellbinding slice of earth, like no place I'd even seen"—a Willy Wonka world of lime-green pools and pink crystal towers and subterranean waterfalls.

We're hardwired by nature to find common social ground, to believe that whatever we're doing today is normal and not much different from the way people have always behaved. We assume human achievement is on an upward slope, that learning from the past has made us stronger and smarter than anyone of the past.

Scott leaped and screamed, Jenn howled, Caballo hooted. The Tarahumara just ran.

Maybe Ron Clarke wasn't being poetic in his description of Zatopek—maybe his expert eye was clinically precise: His love of life shone through every movement. Yes! Love of life! Exactly! That's what got Vigil's heart thumping when he saw Juan and Martimano scramble happy-go-luckily up that dirt hill. He'd found his Natural Born Runner.