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Black Girls Run! Friendship, Community, and Sisterhood (Part 2)

March 19, 2012
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Black Girls Run! Friendship, Community, and Sisterhood (Part 2)

Go here to read Part 1 Whereas gyms often feel like places of tremendous judgment, with its pictures of hard, slender bodies on their walls, mirrors strategically located throughout, and an overall culture that privileges the “beautiful,” BGR works to create a space free of criticism.  While enhancing the exercise experience, the efforts to...
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Black Girls Run! Friendship, Community, and Sisterhood (Part 1)

March 16, 2012
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Black Girls Run! Friendship, Community, and Sisterhood (Part 1)

On the website “Stuff White People Like,” marathons are listed as #27.  It describes running a marathon in the following way: To a white person, the absolute pinnacle of fitness is to run a marathon.  Not to win, just to run. White people will train for months, telling everyone who will listen about how...
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