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Thanks to tiny steps… literally… I started running! At first, I thought I’d die after 100 meters (about 330 feet). I realized that every time I went out, I just had to focus on taking one step at a time, because the idea of actually going for a run was terrifying. The first time I ran 2 km (about 1.25 miles), I cried. Fast forward 1.5 years, and now 2 km is just a warm-up. But the most important thing is that this lesson carried over into other areas of my life. The running story stuck with me forever as proof that I can do it, that I will make it, and I remind myself of that whenever I start doubting.

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