My kids talked me into staying in St. George an extra day (I'm such a pushover). After skipping yesterday's run, I couldn't miss another day so I woke up got in a couple of hours of work then headed out the door. Ran up Dixie Drive until I found a bike path and followed that for a few miles. It dumped out onto a road that looked very familiar to me. As I approached I realized that it was the marathon course right before you get into St. George. I was hit with a flood of memories (pun intended). That is the point where my legs started to burn and feel out of energy and Rhett, Paul and Matt started to pull away before I got my second wind. It was a reminder of the reasons why I run races. It felt good and made the rest of the run a lot easier. After the run, I took the kids to the Chuckwalla trail for a little hiking and playing on the rocks.
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