Wouldn’t it be Nice?

As I watched the marathon trials on Saturday, in addition to being in awe at the way those athletes move, there was longing. Wishing for their strong strides. Their high knees. Their seemingly effortless glide over 26.2 miles.  Galen Rupp ran his first marathon, in the hottest Olympic marathon trials ever. And won. Actually, he …

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