Once upon a time, in a land far, far out west--Los Angeles, to be exact--there was this guy that ran. He ran because he liked to run. He ran because it got good gas mileage. And he ran to stave off the dreaded love handles. What you see here is that guy's attempt to chronicle his daily running feats--or feets.
Went 3 miles this morning around the neighborhood. Felt better this
time. Did it in 26:53. Sunny, blue skies. Not too warm this
morning. Hopefully, one of the last runs in these shoes. Going to
Peak Performance to get some new ones. Gotta keep my motivation
going.
posted by SpeedReed at 17:01
Graduate of the United States Air Force Academy, Class of 1994, Grim Reapers
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