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Running was my way to feel power in a life where I had none.

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I converted emotional pain into miles ran. It was become fit or surrender, and I was born with warrior spirit.

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Running was living, it was feeling the power to leave anytime I needed to, to escape the confines of walls and feel the open road. In time I hoped to run not away yet toward, not from home but for it, for then I will have found sanctuary in my own self and in this world.

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I run to feel, to feel the air and the earth, to feel the rain and absorb the hues of the daylight.

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Running was my dance, the way my spirit choose to fly, to weave itself into the uplifting natural world and find the peace I needed, the inner serenity to overcome and succeed.

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I was born with a soul of pure energy, one that glows all the brighter when running upon these sacred paths.

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Running was my joy, especially in those times of sprint finishes. I loved the feeling of speed, of accessing my reserve tank when the opposition was all out.

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I run, feet kissing the land. Perhaps a little while ago I would have balked at idea of running so far and fast, now I relish the prospect. These feet were made to travel at speed and as light as the paws of a lioness. Breathing steady, heart strong - this girl was born to run.