Running in Coyoacán

Taco-heavy, I meet Citla outside The Red Tree House at 6am, for our 5km run through one of the oldest areas in Mexico City, Coyoacán. As we drive through the darkened city streets, we compare running notes; Citla’s longest run (60km) to mine (6km), and her 25 years of trail running to my months-long resurgence of gritted-teeth laps of the local oval. I steel myself, ready to face the music.

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