Born to Run: The hidden tribe, the ultra-runners, and the greatest race the world has never seen

by Christopher McDougall

On her second pass through Urique, Jenn had dropped into a chair to drink a Coke, but Mamá Tita grabbed her under the arms and hauled her to her feet. “¡Puedes, cariño, puedes! ” Tita cried. You can do it, sweetie!