Smell the dirt, feel the mountain, taste the wind.
Personal:
"Our legs are tight, our feet are flying, and we are gliding over the roll of the land. The sun is up, the air is fresh, the stone is old, and we are free and at peace. The clock has stopped because another time has taken over." C. Bowden
7 mile evening run, supposed to be a tempo but just too sore for it! Just a relaxed 7 min pace
Night Sleep Time: 0.00
Nap Time: 0.00
Total Sleep Time: 0.00
Weight: 0.00
Calories: 0.00
Comments
From ACorn on Wed, Aug 08, 2012 at 21:26:58 from 24.2.76.146
Great running this week!
From Steve on Thu, Aug 09, 2012 at 10:32:35 from 66.87.64.5
Thanks, being home through the week has meant a lot more time to run. More mileage than I want, and the quality has suffered because of it, but it's been fun.
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