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
Headed up along the Dry Canyon trail after church. Feeling pretty good after an easy week with not much soreness now from the Stress Fracture Express. I actually think it may be time to get into shape for some racing. I have zero injuries.
Can't decide if I want to run TOU this weekend since obviously I have not been able to marathon train.
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 Sun, Sep 15, 2013 at 21:07:14 from 24.10.249.165
Why don't you drive up to Boise with me Friday night to watch the Bob Firman Invitational on Saturday. Best high school meet west of the Mississippi.
From Steve on Tue, Sep 17, 2013 at 10:26:20 from 74.143.45.34
Sounds tempting. It's been a long time since I had a chance to watch a meet
Add Your Comment.
Keep it family-safe. No vulgar or profane language.
To discourage anonymous comments of cowardly nature, your IP
address will be logged and posted next to your comment.
Do not respond to another person's comment out of context. If
he made the original comment on another page/blog entry,
go to that entry and
respond there.
If all you want to do is contact the blogger and your comment
is not connected with this entry and has no relevance to others,
send a private message instead.
