Run hard–long slow joy.

I have never seen the sunrise come fast–it always comes but it is slower than expected.

I have never seen truly wonderful things arrive fast–and I have seen quite a few come to me.

I have never seen a finish line come faster than I expect. I almost always finish–actually always. But the end comes slower than I want.

The process is long, slow is good (especially at the beginning), and there is a cascade of joy in this deal.