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Today's inspirational quotes are brought to you by Mark Twain, Runners World, and boredom in the workplace. Hooray, boredom in the workplace!

Dream big, but allow yourself the opportunity to start small, and have your share of struggles in the beginning. The world's great composers weren't writing symphonies the day they first sat at a piano.

Kevin O'Rourke, Marathoner

It is easy to become discouraged when striving to achieve a goal. It is easier still to see obstacles between yourself and your goal and throw your hands up in the air and say, "I give up!" It is important to remember that nothing worth doing comes easily. This quote is a fabulous reminder of that fact.

The road to success is a long bumpy one, and sometimes it gets lonely out there. My best advice is to dig in and do the next thing. I heard a sermon once wherein the minister described the path to achieving a goal as a mountain. At first, when you see obstacles, they look like a giant mountain blocking your path. You can't see around it, and it is terrifying daunting. But if you take each obstacle one at a time, as a single step to climbing that mountain, you will eventually be at the top, and you will feel triumphant as you look back on the journey it took to get there.

Hubby and I a few summers ago, hiking at Logan's Pass.

Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones that you did do. So throw off the bowlines; sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.

Mark Twain
If that last quote doesn't motivate you to get off the couch and on the pavement, I do not know what will. There are always a million reasons not to do something. The trick is finding the inspiration to jump in. I want to be able to look back at my life in twenty years and be proud of what I accomplished. My biggest fear is to have regrets when my time on this earth has ended. And that right there, is enough to get me on the treadmill and on my way to completing my first half marathon; that and the extra KitKat I snuck into my diet after lunch.

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