Back in the day, as The World’s Slowest Professional Runner, got a little depressed once in a while.
Guessing more than a couple types of fatigue.
Imagine if you wanted to be fast…
imagine if you wanted to win…
imagine you wanted to be good and worked so hard, so very hard. – JDW
Feeling sorry for myself.
Guessing late ’70s.
Here’s the note:
“Whenever there’s more than one
race in the region,
all the fast guys show up
at the same starting line.
First time you finish towards the front,
the papers will
spell your name wrong.
First time you actually win a race
papers won’t
publish the results.”
Never, never, never
never give up.
Never.