Eight-hundred meters left, that is it, only eight hundred meters left. I felt my chest get tight and my side get sore as I plodded along the grassy pathway at my first high school cross country meet. My stride was short, and my speed was no better than that of a shuffle jogger. I remember thinking t...
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