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
Distance run in San Diego this morning. Way stinking early but perfect day at 65 degrees.
Night Sleep Time: 0.00
Nap Time: 0.00
Total Sleep Time: 0.00
Weight: 0.00
Calories: 0.00
Comments
From Rob Murphy on Wed, Aug 17, 2011 at 14:01:33 from 205.127.70.66
Nice run but I will be tacking on six miles this evening which should propel me ahead of you on the mileage board.
Take that!
From Steve on Thu, Aug 18, 2011 at 09:07:55 from 76.27.108.183
Ha ha! You will for sure now. I'm just heading out with my brother in a few minutes to see how a run goes with all my stitches..
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