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
8 easy miles in New York. Pretty day and felt great. So nice to have a no purpose run in such a cool city.
Tomorrow I fly the transcon from New York to Los Angeles. That means I get to get up in the morning and run along the Bay in New York and then in the afternoon I'll be jogging along Venice Beach in LA. It never gets old..
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From Seth on Wed, May 18, 2011 at 17:22:33 from 199.188.28.8
That does sound cool. Keep livin the dream!
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