It was the most beautiful scene. A giant group of Oiselle women standing on the starting line of the Phoenix Half Marathon. It was in the fleeting moment between the starting commands and raising the gun that I took a brief pause to breathe it all in. The women standing next to me, from around the world, right there with me. Same love, different paths to that line. Same moment of pause, different goals from start to finish. Same singlet, different stories representing those wearing it. The strength that radiated through me in that moment extends beyond the starting line of a race. It lends a hand in moments all of life’s starting lines. All moments of vulnerability. And so we asked our team, what does wearing the singlet mean to you?