"What's the sense of killing yourself?" asked Joe Smith, a milkman from Medford, Mass. Last week, when he jogged in fifth in the Boston Athletic Association marathon, Joe Smith looked amazingly fresh for a man who had just run 26 miles. Could he have done better if he had exerted himself? "Probably," answered Joe, "but I'm still alive. That's what counts."
Joe's attitude, in other years, might have been good enough to win the Boston marathon, but it also helped to explain why no U.S. runner has won an Olympic marathon since 1908. In...
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