It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.
Every time I run a race or get off the couch to do a long run I feel as though I might actually be living up to Mr. Roosevelt's "man in the Arena." Running allows me to be a participant in life not a spectator.
Oh and by the way, a big thank you to trailandultrarunning.com and Ultimate Direction for the inspiration and motivation to reflect on why I love running and the people who support all of us running fools.
After running on the Hilso Trail System in McGaffey, NM
6 am run on the High Desert Trail in Gallup, NM
On a long run- High Desert Trail
Finishing a long run on the High Desert Trail