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 recovery run with my dad on his bike. I didn't think he would be able to keep up but he is still faster on the bike, good to see. I remember when he set the army fitness record for the mile and half full combat with your weapon run. I also remember swimming across Bear Lake with him, taking an entire afternoon and getting my butt kicked.
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Comments
From Rob Murphy on Sun, Aug 14, 2011 at 14:34:16 from 98.202.141.17
That explains everything.You have good genes.My dad smoked about four packs a day and specialized in spectator sports on the couch.
From Steve on Wed, Aug 17, 2011 at 00:54:48 from 99.204.161.60
You know I'm not much of a believer in genes and you have to be one of the most consistent talented runners I've known. All hard work?
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