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Fifteen loops from sunrise
I crossed the finish line for the last time as the sun was coming up. Exhausted, cold, and drenched in sweat again, I stood at the finish for longer than necessary, partly because I was so proud to have endured, but also because I wasn’t entirely sure how many more similar mornings I had left in me.
February 26, 2026
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