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
Went for a run in the Tucson desert today. Wow! 75 degrees and the sun was so hot I ran in just a pair of shorts and shoes. Can't believe how good it felt to be running somewhere out of the cold. Was supposed to be on my taper but put in 18 miles. Had a can of Sprite at around mile 12 because I could only find a buck in my pocket.
6:38 pace
Night Sleep Time: 0.00
Nap Time: 0.00
Total Sleep Time: 0.00
Weight: 0.00
Calories: 0.00
Comments
From Benny's on Thu, Jan 14, 2010 at 23:07:49 from 24.174.249.108
lol@ the can of sprite! you are just as bad as me! lol
From Jon on Sat, Jan 16, 2010 at 00:37:48 from 75.169.141.185
Is the half this weekend? If so, good luck.
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