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 miles in a beautiful Kansas City, Christmas Eve. Off to go home today and thankful for my health, my family and the real reason for this holiday.
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Comments
From Rob Murphy on Fri, Dec 24, 2010 at 13:17:37 from 24.10.248.6
Glad you'll be home for Christmas Steve
Looks like you should hit 100 miles this week right?
From steve ash on Fri, Dec 24, 2010 at 23:45:17 from 98.202.79.72
A 100 miles this week in December?
Animal!
From Steve on Sat, Dec 25, 2010 at 08:51:51 from 99.206.217.110
It has not been easy...I don't exactly love running in the cold.
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