I could be wrong, but if I had to guess, I'd say Goldilocks would not have been a happy runner. Too hot. Too cold. Too wet. Too windy. Too tired. Too long. Too short. Too hilly.A few weekends ago I laced up for an 18-mile run. Two weeks before I had just run the Austin Marathon — pacing my husband for the first time. I didn't have a…
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