I’d heard so many times in training: that we were all in this together—that the marathon was an equalizer, a place where differences disappear. We’re all just runners on the road, I’d heard someone say. Rhetoric like that didn’t normally land for me because it simply was not true. But I was grasping for anything that would give me a sense of connection and community.
white people can view community differently — not as means for survival but as a secondary other thing.
