Jason, I want to take you back a great many years. You once were an adorable little kid. Self-criticism hadn’t fogged up the radiant sunrise of your life yet. You rehearsed being joyfully yourself over and over again as you ran around, shoestrings...
The zenith of my running days were in high school when I ran cross country in the fall and track in the spring. I tried hard, but never was the fastest. More often, I finished toward the back of the pack. Still, I prided myself on always finishing...
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