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Jul 8, 2025
When My Body Gave Up Before I Did
I used to run. Not just jog — run. 800m, 1500m, relays — I was “the fast one” in school, in my town outside Eldoret. I trained every morning before sunrise. My coach believed in me…
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During regionals last year, my knee snapped mid-race. The pain was sharp, but what came later — the silence, the pity — that hurt more . Suddenly, people stopped asking, “When’s your next race?” and started saying “P
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