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
Medium distance run in Denver after a day of flight testing in the simulators.
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 Tue, Dec 11, 2012 at 20:47:20 from 24.10.249.165
That would be extreme long distance for me.
From Steve on Wed, Dec 12, 2012 at 12:31:38 from 209.235.31.148
It feels that way for me too. I think I'm running so slow that it doesn't feel like running at all.
From Rob Murphy on Wed, Dec 12, 2012 at 21:50:37 from 24.10.249.165
On my run this afternoon I didn't crack the 8 minute barrier until the last mile. To Illustrate how low I have sunk, I actually thought "7:57, man that's fast!"
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