Streaking. That word has a very different meaning to me these days compared to my college days rummaging around the UNC Charlotte campus. My present day interpretation of streaking is to run at least one mile every single day. This time, fortunately, with clothes on. I’ve been streaking two full years without a single day off. I’ve learned a lot about running, grit, will, and pure love for a hobby turned necessity. 

Guest Contributor: Lisa Landrum
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For me, there’s nothing that makes me feel freer than trail running. It’s an opportunity to, literally, get grounded and focus on one thing … my run. As chaotic as the world may become, each run is my opportunity to control things. Trail or road, fast or slow, hours or minutes. I make the choices. I control the decisions. I like that.