Carli Lloyd's stubborn brilliance

TOKYO — There were times when Carli Lloyd would train in secret. Perhaps she’d charge up and down a hotel stairwell. Perhaps, during a U.S. women’s national team camp, she’d pull up Maps on her phone. She’d seek a nearby field, or a quiet street, and she’d sneak out for a run.

For over a decade now, they’ve nourished her. Distance runs and intervals, early mornings and afternoons, rain or shine or even snow. She’ll go out her front door, 20 minutes down a never-ending Medford, New Jersey road, and 20 minutes back. If a day winds down, and her feet haven’t yet pattered across pavement or grass, her brain squirms. “She definitely gets a little on edge,” her husband Brian Hollins says.

“If I…