to run or not to run

to run, or not to run: that is the question:
whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
the slings and arrows of outrageous distance,
or to take legs against a sea of faddists,
and by opposing best them? to run: to walk;
no more; and by a walk to say we end
the heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
that knees are heir to, 'tis a consummation
devoutly to be wish'd. to run, to walk;
to walk: perchance to chafe: ay, there's the rub;
for in that marathon what dreams may come
when we have shuffled off that distant hill,
must give us pause: there's the respect
that makes calamity of such long runs;
for who would bear the blisters borne of time,
the achilles' wrong, the hamstring's contumely,
the pangs of i.t. band, the rainy day,
the insolence of sub-elites, the spurns
that patient plodding with the ipod brings.
when a runner pause, a thirst to slake
with accelerade? who would be there,
to grunt and sweat over a weary course,
but that the dread of something afterwards,
the spenco shoe from which a smell emits
no traveller desires, but force the will
and make us rather bear those ills we have
than to face the morning knowing that
karmaphobes and cowards are we all;
and thus the native hue of resolution
appears at every turn, at every thought.
oh, enterprise of great pith and moment,
we accept the challenge laid by you.
hold tight the name of action. - run you now!
when the distance is at last complete
be memories of all your pain forgot.