Can I really call myself a runner? (and how I found my mantra)

My love of running began several years ago when I finally found the right stride and strike that worked for my body. Everything changed that year, and running was no longer something that brought me pain and shame, but something that brought me freedom and opportunity. The freedom to get out on an open road, …

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