I was on my morning run as the sun was rising in the blue California skies. There was hardly anybody out at that time. You learn real young not to run too early in the morning or too late at night.
I guess I forgot the lessons, the safety agenda my parents taught me. They knew what would happen. I brought ...
Monday, May 11, 2020
the Trauma of Being a Black Runner
I wish the world saw me as a Christian first, not as a threat.