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10/8/2014

I feel sorry for bitter people. It must take a lot to make some people so unhappy. Even if the idea of giving to children doesn’t appeal to a person, why show such disdain? Why be rude? Does it make the person being rude feel better? So last night a waitress/manager shooed Crystal and myself out of her restaurant. She had brown hair and she seemed a bit frazzled. She said that we shouldn’t be hounding her to purchase something or for money during her dinner rush. Once again, it is bad to make assumptions. Crystal and I didn’t ask her for a donation of money. We didn’t even ask her to donate a meal. Also, what waitress would consider two tables a dinner rush? After putting in thirty-two miles, I didn’t expect such a frosty reception. Crystal and I didn’t say anything to the lady...

10/7/2014

Where does the time go? When we focus on our goals the distractions get tuned out. As I run I try to take note of the things in my immediate surroundings. The sounds of the Arizona desert are very different from New Mexico. Before the sounds of various creatures tickled my ears. Here the creatures are a less vocal. Instead, I hear trains roaring and screeching often. Of course it may be due to the fact that I’ve had to take a route close by the railroads. The Butterfield stage coach had a route practically parallel to these iron horses. They had set up trading posts every twenty miles. It is because of those settlers that I am able to have this adventure.

The sights have subtly changed as well. The rattle snakes have been replaced by a less poisonous breed...

10/6/2014

On my day of rest I ran for seven miles to break in my new set of shoes. A fresh pair always puts a spring in my step. At the beginning the Nike fingertraps seemed heavy and clunky. It was that thinking that made me think my legs were giving way. Or it might have been that I had gotten too much sleep. Either way, once I got into my stride, the body felt great and I was ready to let loose. I just had to remember that it was a rest day and I was only giving the sneakers a little road time.

Dinner was a veggie pizza provided by Mama Rosa’s. It was a medium sized with thick crust. The mushrooms had a very meaty and filling taste. I was surprised at how good it tasted. But then again, often times, small towns have the best food.

We took our left over slices back to the Hampton Inn...