I blew in clouds that placed a winter
In everyone I saw,
And that winter blew in a snow that froze
Everything I am.
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The nature of this site is akin to being a recreational runner. That runner may not engage in competition, read running magazines to learn more about the ideal killer sprint work-out, or wear brightly patterned ultra thermo tights. But the passion is just as strong. Simply, they get out there to run for the joy of running and for the way it makes them feel. The roads are the blank pages that each of their steps write words upon. I hope you enjoy the words that my runs have left on these pages.
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