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January 17, 2017

The Flyway – Not A Runner

Megan Murray

I’ll never forget the first time I went for a run. My brother and the boys next door were sprawled across the furniture watching Batman cartoons, and I was left with a stack of coloring books and the anxious boredom of a late summer afternoon. A tomboyish 10-year-old who lived in soccer shorts and sneakers – I tied my shoes a little tighter and announced my plan to the resident running expert – my mother.