We can’t fix any of this. But we can run. And run we will.

I cried tonight. I made it through an afternoon of watching news coverage at my desk, went out for a run, even came home to stretch and eat, and then I cried. I cried at the replay of a teacher from Newtown, who was running today, gave her thoughts on what it would mean to …

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