Dear Coach, Yesterday, I was running at the beach. As I was plodding along the same tilted shoreline where we used to do hour-long runs, my trainers sinking and slipping into the soft wet sand, my thoughts drifted inevitably to high school cross-country practice. I thought about how we used to shed our T-shirts and tuck them through the racer-back part of our sports bras as we hit the beach and the afternoon heat set in. I remembered all the times when you walked alongside us as we ran through t...
Dear Coach, Yesterday, I was running at the beach. As I was plodding along the same tilted shoreline where we used to do hour-long runs, my trainers sinking and slipping into the soft wet sand, my thoughts drifted inevitably to high school cross-country practice. I thought about how we used to shed our T-shirts and tuck them through the racer-back part of our sports bras as we hit the beach and the afternoon heat set in. I remembered all the times when you walked alongside us as we ran through t...
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