There is Joy in the Rain; Learn to Dance.

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Two days ago, I watched an American woman win Boston for the first time in 33 years. I watched the live-stream during class. I usually am always attentive in class, but historical moments, like Desiree Linden winning Boston, call for

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Tough Days. Rough Races. Loving the Hard.

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by Rachel Weber from Running with RunRach “Running is hard. And it’s really hard to always love the hard. But it’s worth it.” -Kelsey Bruce I met Kelsey Bruce last summer at RRCA’s RunPro camp. At the time, I didn’t really know what

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“Patience, Young Grasshopper.”

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From: Running With RunRach “Patience, young grasshopper!” is a phrase that I have become rather accustomed to hearing over my 22 years of life. I’m not a very patient person. At all. I am the person that honks at the car in

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Step Up to The Line

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by Rachel Weber from Running with a Greater Joy I’ve raced a total of 58 800’s over the past four years (counting relays). Yes, fifty-eight. But this one, this 59th one, was different. It took every ounce of courage in my

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Keep It Movin’

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It was about 6:00 PM and 33 degrees on a Saturday. I had a recovery run. A mixture of rainy sleet (or maybe it was sleety rain?) fell around me. I couldn’t see it; it was dark out. But I

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Because my “Why” is Greater Than my “Why Not”

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“My coach once told me that running Cross Country is like peeing yourself in a dark suit. It gives you a warm feeling all over, but nobody notices.” -The first line to my common app essay that got me admitted

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Imperfections Refine. They Do Not Define.

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I used to define success as the ability to have a perfect workout or race– in my mind that that meant hitting under pace or running a PR. I used to think that being dropped by training partners meant for

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What Would You Attempt to do If You Knew You Could Not Fail?

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My Junior year of high school, inspired by Pinterest, I took an orange piece of chalk and scripted a short message in large letters onto the right wall of my closet. “What would you attempt to do if you knew

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