The time is four a.m. on a crisp autumn morning and I stand on my back porch while I watch my dog do her business and envy her blissful ignorance.  I take a deep breath and survey the skies, as the fog surrounds the air and the conifer trees sway in the wind against a clear moonlit backdrop.  What has me up at this ungodly hour you ask?  Well, it’s finally the day I am set to run that damn 50k I’ve been training for these past six months. 

My health had been getting put on the back burner as the stresses of life begin to pile up on me.  Honestly, ….

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