I’m a marathoner and a cybersecurity leader — Here’s what 26.2 miles have taught me about work

It's mile 22, the moment in the marathon when my legs feel like concrete, my brain is foggy, and every part of my body is telling me to stop.

The noise of the crowd around me dissolves into white static as I hit the dreaded wall—the point in the race when your body begins to give in and your mind must decide whether you will submit to its demands.

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