Quotes About Running

At the beginning, it is all about fun. I had a lot of fun. But then, when I was 10 years old, more or less, I had a coach who said that I had a strange running style. I was about to leave... I had a decision to take: if I leave or if I stay, but as a goalkeeper.

I never grew up a runner. I never thought of myself as somebody that was fit or somebody that could advocate for that and then the more people kind of have caught onto it, it's inspired me to keep going, the more I keep doing it. And it's just kind of become something that I really like and I think it's relatable in the sense of I'm not an athlete.

I always run without music. Being disconnected is what I'm addicted to more than anything. There aren't many places where you can be without your phone and computer. I've started to crave and enjoy that time alone.

I always say: a run in the morning is like eating a fruit a day - it chases he doctor away. It is good for your mind.

I don't always run in the mornings, but I am definitely better if I run in the mornings.

When I was a kid, I dreamt of being a runner. My mother and father always told me to go after what I wanted. I went after running.

For me, fielding and running between the wickets are two things that are very important. For that, you need to motivate the guys about how much of an effect it will have on the game.

In idling, the motor's running, but you're letting your mind take in anything. Things pop into it. Those are the gifts of subterranean conscious.

Anyone who insists that running a modern economy is a matter of plain common sense frankly doesn't understand much about running a modern economy.

Mordak has the mental clarity to recognise that when it comes to running a bureaucracy, Elves can achieve a degree of blinkered ruthlessness that makes goblins look like teddy-bears.

In the never-ending struggle against boredom, Pre wanted to run new routes. All right, you guys decide where we're going to run, he would challenge Feig and Bence when they trained together on the roads. Feig would suggest the Bike Trail or Skinner's Butte, and Pre would respond with That's not very original; everybody does that all the time. So we'd end up with him going off in the lead and end up running the same old thing we'd done before, Bence says

Salt-sweet. Like not quite ripe strawberries covered with the light salt sweat of running days and hopping, skipping, jumping hours.

Sólo los ladrones y los niños corren.

I've been grasping at nothing, running in circles, trying desperately to fill the emptiness inside with nothing but air. If I think about it too much, I feel shame, so much shame. So I don't.

When it comes to automation, IT process consultants usually warn organization not to automate a new process before you have had practice running it with pencil and paper.

Again,' he said and, without waiting for an answer, ran into the growing dark without fear, every single part of his body overwhelmed with the task of being alive.

President Obama smoked so much pot in college he never learned to spell. Which is why he's confusing the word "ruining" the country with "running" the country.

Skipping is great exercise! It burns twice as many calories as walking. It has less impact on your joints than running. And it is joy-based, unlike running which generates from our fight or flight reflex.

Running in desperate fear for your life is pretty much a righteous justification for eating junkfood.

Running is a grownup's lost link to playing outside.

Running has taken me in and continues to comfort, heal, and challenge me in all kinds of magical ways. I am not a good runner because I am me; I am a good me because I am a runner.

There is something magical about running; after a certain distance, it transcends the body. Then a bit further, it transcends the mind. A bit further yet, and what you have before you, laid bare, is the soul.

As I get older I see that running has changed for me. What used to be about burning calories is now more about burning up what is false. Lies I used to tell myself about who I was and what I could do, friendships that cannot withstand hills or miles, the approval I no longer need to seek, and solidarity that cannot bear silence. I run to burn up what I don't need and ignite what I do.

PROLOGUE FRIDAY, APRIL 23 OXFORD, ENGLAND ATHENA RAN BLINDLY down the dark country lane, her breath coming in short, harsh gasps. Her school jacket with the St. Polycarp's logo sewn on the pocket was no protection against the sudden drenching spring rain. The knapsack strapped to her body impeded her flight. It did not occur to her to discard it. As the bewildering shock began to wear off, she desperately told herself she was