January 15, 2019
It was 5:05am when I arrived at the Reunion Tower in Dallas yesterday, underneath a swirl of dancing, colorful lights. I was here to compete, for the second time, in the hardest race I’ve ever done.
The Dallas Vert Mile had been on my calendar for months, but a pre-race knot formed in my stomach as I Read the rest of this entry »
January 16, 2018
I was lying on the carpet, unable to move. Pain and fatigue pulsed through my body, and every limb felt heavy, like I was being pressed into the floor. A woman appeared, looking down at me. “Are you finished?” I nodded, and she disappeared, only to return a few seconds later, ripping open a little plastic pouch with her teeth. She pulled a gorgeous multi-colored medal from the pouch, and I reached up, slowly, and took it from her. I pushed a few words out, in between gasps for air: “It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” She laughed and walked away, and as I rested the medal on my chest, my vision suddenly got cloudy. My eyes were filling with tears, and I started sobbing, nearly 500 feet above the Dallas sidewalk.
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Before I begin this recap of my experiences at the Dallas Vert Mile, I want to remind everyone reading this that Read the rest of this entry »