>What if you can’t run?

I don`t give a fuck. It was never about running. Why do you think I run? It’s the worst thing, I hate doing it more than anything. I think about it every day I wake up. I don’t just run a mile, two miles. It’s the one thing I hate the most to do, and I do it like I love it. 250, 60, 70, 300-mile runs at one time. No sleep. And every step, when I get to the.. think about this, I get to the start line cussing at my wife: Why the fuck am I here? I hate this shit. After seven something hours of running, every fucking question I ever had is answered.