If I lose forcing the pace all the way, well, at least I can live with myself. But if it's a slow pace, and I get beaten by a kicker who leaches off the front, then I'll always wonder, 'What if...?'
If anybody wants to beat me, let them run a world record.
Nobody likes tainted victories.
Over the years, I've given myself a thousand reasons to keep running, but it always comes back to where it started. It comes down to self-satisfaction and a sense of achievement.
I'm the one who has made all the sacrifices. Those are my American records, not the country's.
You probably choose x-country because you were too small to play football.
