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Moore (left), Wright (right), and the world at large.
Here’s a crazy idea: What if we could keep all the excitement about track during the Olympics after the Olympics are over?
Phoebe Wright and Erica Moore, teammates and 2012 Olympic team trials competitors, believe they can, but only if they’re honest.
This is the idea behind Runnin’ The Streets, a six-week road trip across the U.S. Starting in their hometown of Knoxville, Tenn., the pair, with writer Kathryn Seiferth, are documenting their lives during the 7,200 mile journey-by-car. The idea is simple: By showing athletes while they’re not athlete-ing, maybe they’ll make a few more track fans.
You mean runners do more than just run? Apparently.
After finishing their first week, the girls sent us the photos to prove it.
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Getting some yin and zen in a truly unique setting.
We’re coastin’. Coastin’, for 18 more hours, not on a dream.
One of the many defiled public restrooms our feet will see.
If I just follow their lead, there’s no chance of sounding off key.
Phoebe supervises every centimeter deviation from the center (new car). I am tight-lipped and wide-eyed. [Ed. note: Shout out, Arrested Development]
If you fart, this relationship is over.
“To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal/ Light up the stage and wax a chump like a candle.”
Looks refreshing. The water is near freezing.
“I can’t explain myself, I’m afraid, Sir, because I’m not myself you see. Who in the world am I? Ah, that’s the great puzzle!” -Alice
Running parallel to a Kansas interstate. One more trucker horn, please.
Red Rock Ampitheatre, known for performances by the Beatles, The Grateful Dead, Jethro Tull, Neil Young, Phish, and so many more.
You don’t know who Arcade Fire is?!?
We like each other sometimes.