Running the New York Marathon

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Some of the 24-hour-race participants saw me and thanked me for the race. They are very nice people.
 
It is so funny! You pass people at fifteen or sixteen miles, smiling and smiling. Then, without any warning, cramps come later-at about twenty miles. Then you have to stop and walk.
 
One policeman said to me, "You can't walk, you have to run." He was encouraging me to run, but I was dying.
 
-25 October 1981  
   
 
 
[Source: "Running the New York Marathon" in Sri Chinmoy,  Run and Become, Become and Run, Part 8, Agni Press/Aum Publications, Jamaica, New York, 1982.]