Running to most people is a chore, a punishment, a grinding way to “get in shape”. For me, running is a way of life. It has brought me closer to my family, allowed me to befriend incredible athletes, stay in the best shape of my life, and encouraged me to travel all over the country. It is so much of who I am and what I do, and I’ve been lucky enough to create a life that combines my hobby and my profession seamlessly.
My father began running when I was a young teenager. I grew up in a very small town in eastern North Carolina, there were no sidewalks, no running paths, and certainly no 5k runs. I remember friends asking me, “Was that your DAD running on the side of the highway?”, and I’d roll my eyes as I…
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