The community to which I belong is defined by many things. We are brought together by mutual pain, hardship, and triumph. In collective action every week or so, we push ourselves, our bodies and minds, to the very limit of human endurance. We sweat together, bleed together, and ultimately we run as one. The community to which I belong is that of cross-country runners, on my team, and across the world. In no other place will you find such a competitive and united group of people.

I joined this community 6 years ago, not knowing what to expect or what effect it would have on my life. All it seemed to be on the outside was running; run your race and you can go home. The day is over. But entering high school cross country as a freshman, I was