I don’t run marathons to see if I can finish.

I know I can finish.

Marathons are a race against myself.

Marathons are a mental and physical test.

I run to test myself and see what I’m made of.

I run to see how strong and tough I am.

I run to check my intestinal fortitude and grittiness.

I run to see much heart and guts I have.

I run to see how much punishment I can take.

I run to see how much pain I can endure.

I willingly put myself through hell.

I go hard.

I leave it all on the course.

It hurts.

It hurts so good.

That which does not kill me only makes me stronger.