At first she ran to support a friend, accompanying on her on longer and longer runs until her body grew accustomed to the rhythm of her breath. Her muscles grew stronger, craving movement.
Then she ran for her own personal challenges. Faster and longer, doing things her younger self would never have believed possible.
Then she ran for her mind as her body started to falter, as her hips started to grumble and her toes started to stiffen.
Then she ran simply because she still could. Slower and more tentative, but still the same mantra.
Just one foot after another.
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