I hammered down the trail, passing rocks and trees like they were standing still.
"Some are the strong, silent type. You can't put your finger on exactly what it is they bring to the table until you run without them and then you realize that their steadiness fills a hole that leaks energy in their absence." - Kristin Armstrong
"My sunshine doesn't come from the skies,It comes from the love in my dog's eyes."
Live like you are dying not like you are afraid to die.
Drunken Irish Soda Bread and Irish Brown Bread this way --> http://allrecipes.com/Cook/Twocat
Old age is when you move from illegal to prescribed drugs.
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Doug, Runnin' in Rochester, MI
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