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
5 miles along the trail behind the house with Jessie this morning while everyone sleeps. I can't get this marathon stuff. Yesterday was all I could give in that race. I was completely fatigued but still got one of my slowest times. Today, the day after, my legs feel great which never is tha case. I gotta be doing something wrong.
Night Sleep Time: 0.00
Nap Time: 0.00
Total Sleep Time: 0.00
Weight: 0.00
Calories: 0.00
Comments
From Scott Ensign on Tue, May 24, 2011 at 02:45:21 from 65.100.219.251
doing something wrong? knee boarding is wrong. you should be slalom skiing instead.
From Steve on Tue, May 24, 2011 at 09:20:16 from 70.8.217.166
Ha Ha! I love the old knee board. Right now I'm learning more of the wakeboarding thing. What I really need though, is the weather to warm up.
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