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Kraft has never been on an airplane. He avoids elevators at all costs, lest he get stuck on one. He refuses to leave Miami's South Beach even for a single day, except in extreme cases -- a doctor's appointment, an occasional Marlins game. And for his daily run -- he hasn't missed a day of running since Jan. 1, 1975 -- Kraft always follows an identical path from his Ocean Drive apartment to the beach, gingerly climbing over the coral dividing wall that separates the street from the sand.

Kraft is a member of a rare and obsessed breed: a streak runner. He runs every day -- weather, sickness, injury or extracurricular engagements be damned. Some streak runners get their miles in before the sun rises, before the kids need to be fed and before the boss needs to see that report. Some sneak out while their co-workers are sitting in the drive-thru. Some prefer a night run, when the road is calm and the air cool. The only rule is that you run, every single day, at least one continuous mile. Absolutely no exceptions.

Read "Everlasting Run" by Joshua Hammann.