It’s the Fourth Quarter & the Finish Line is in Sight
I was talking with a friend recently about his love of marathon running. 26.2 miles. That’s a pretty good drive—not to mention one heck of a run. In talking with my friend, he insisted that during a race, he never thought about how arduous it was or how many more miles and miles he had in front of him. Instead, he broke the race up into a series of landmarks. Once he reached one, he’d set his sights to the next.