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
Easy neighborhood run in Logan. Pretty stiff today and legs covered in insect bites and scratches from the last two days. But otherwise I feel like it's time to get running again, the plantar stuff seems to be doing fine.
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From Rob on Fri, Mar 22, 2013 at 08:21:54 from 206.71.84.68
Lucky for you there are no bugs in Utah. Welcome back.
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