What is it with this masochistic obsession with endurance? End-to-end, Paris-Brest-Paris, the Race Across America ‘ there is a mania for outlasting and overriding all the senses My feeling is that when a malign fate ordains you to endure, then endure you must But why do it out of choice? If the answer is ‘Because it’s there,’ then the sane response is no, it’s not there You put it there