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
15 easy miles on the trails south of Fort Worth, TX. Another sunny beautiful day at work. I don't know about going home to Utah weather tomorrow!
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Comments
From jtshad on Sat, Dec 19, 2009 at 12:22:01 from 69.20.183.178
Welcome to the blog, good to see another Master's runner.
From Jon on Mon, Dec 21, 2009 at 00:15:26 from 198.60.103.104
Yes, welcome. Good to see another Loganite. And we hear you're pretty fast, too.
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