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
Long day dealing with snow storms in Denver and rainstorms in Missouri. Just enough time for a 5 mile run in the rain after work.
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 Sat, Nov 05, 2011 at 22:39:40 from 76.27.122.13
Hello?
Anybody out there?
From Steve on Tue, Nov 08, 2011 at 12:02:30 from 66.87.67.101
Rob, what's shakin? I just havn't had time for training..
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