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
Early morning run before work in Kansas City. Long easy distance again, 85 degrees at 6 in the morning! 400% humidity.
Corn field are pretty...
Just noticed that this could be the most miles in a week I've ever ran.
Night Sleep Time: 0.00
Nap Time: 0.00
Total Sleep Time: 0.00
Weight: 0.00
Calories: 0.00
Comments
From scottkeate on Fri, Jun 29, 2012 at 18:46:12 from 71.199.4.146
Wow! What a week! I love how you choose to use your free time. I'd say you've had some good "you" time. Glad to see you're feeling so well and having a blast from the looks of it.
Nice work!
From Rob Murphy on Sat, Jun 30, 2012 at 11:22:25 from 24.10.249.165
Yes, corn fields are pretty....
But if you've seen one, you've seen them all.
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