BUSTLE
I can do hard things. That’s the mantra that boomed through my head as I ran my first 10K. I inherited the phrase from my coworker and fellow runner, Sara Tan — the person who encouraged me to start running at all. The night before my race, nervous as all hell, I texted Tan asking for a mantra. The request represented more than a desire for a simple string of words to repeat. It was seeking an act of legacy. An athletic blessing.
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