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
Out running on the plains of Denver again. Nice morning, sunny and 50 degrees already. Pretty sore today just from finally putting a little miles in this week which is a sign that I still have not recovered enough to get training really. I think I will run two more weeks of these slow medium runs and then start working in some speed.
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Comments
From Rob Murphy on Sun, Dec 16, 2012 at 15:29:18 from 24.10.249.165
Do they really let you guys run on the planes?
How many laps, wingtip to wingtip, is a mile? Probably depends on the plane right?
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