August 15
7mi, 46:10 (6:38/mi): LS8. I think it's safe to say that if your legs feel good during a training run in August you must be doing something wrong. Listen to the bell, Grossbard, it tolls for thee!
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1 comment:
hey biz,
i'm thinking of heading out to the tetons for some running, some camping, some eating..i'm thinking monday night. want to join me? i think snoop's coming.
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