Personal Narrative: A Marathon

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I like running, not for its fitness purpose, but for the calmness it is given me. I like to run at my own pace, and this is a pretty wonderful thing. I used to run a mini marathon with my friends in China and this is the five things that running had taught me.
First, I have to overcome some difficulties before reaches my destination. When I planning to run the marathon, the first mile is always the hardest for me. I cannot imagine myself successfully to run to the end. Every step is a challenge for me, physically and mentally. It feels like the longest mile, but I always stick to finish regardless. Second, I cannot stare at the mileage consistently. My mind would start doubting and produce negative thoughts if I consistently thinking I

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