Smell the dirt, feel the mountain, taste the wind.
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"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
From Rob Murphy on Fri, Apr 15, 2011 at 10:52:16 from 205.127.70.66
We'll run the half marathon course tonight at 6 minute pace. OK?
From Scott Ensign on Fri, Apr 15, 2011 at 15:11:23 from 63.226.92.162
will look for you tomorrow Steve. looking forward to seeing you in the lead at the turn, go for the win. if you need a ride to the start we will be at west high again at 6AM sharp. but let me know... Scott
From Steve on Fri, Apr 15, 2011 at 20:26:01 from 184.233.198.195
Rob, how about we run the course at that pace tomorrow?
Scott, I'm not going to be at the lead at any time. But thanks for the vote of confidence! I will see you up there.
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