This Too Shall Pass…

This too shall pass.

It’s something I’ve repeated to myself time and time again over the course of my 35 years. When running the 12th mile of the New York City Half Marathon in 85 degree heat and my heels felt like there were knives sticking in them, I repeated over and over, “This too shall pass…this too shall pass…this too shall pass…”

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