Dropping the weight of discouragement

Twenty-six miles, three hundred and eighty-five yards. 42.195 kilometers. If you were running a marathon, that’s exactly how far your finish line would be from your starting line. Before taking even a single step, you’d know precisely how far you’d have to go.

Suppose instead that you were running a race in which the distance to the finish line was uncertain. It could be 100 feet, 500 yards, a mile, or any random distance. Only when you were told to stop would you know you were finished.

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