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Outside the crisp cold air stings my lungs as I keep going. I have my cleats laced tightly to ensure maximum accuracy. The ball in the air and the grass wisping my toes, I race towards it wind whipping my hair. It falls and I adjust to receive it on my chest to bring it down as I continue running through. The night sky with minimal lights on the lawn is one of my favorite ways to train.

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