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Day 13. Sidewinder Road in Winterhaven, CA to Yuma, AZ – 14 miles

9/6/2014

AZ cossingTwo weeks have passed and it has been a whirlwind. It was supposed to be a rest day today, but due to the popping of the support vehicle’s tire, I had to run today to stay on schedule. It was an easy fourteen miles though. We picked up where we left off late in the afternoon. I figured I could sleep in at the very least.

AZ crossing 6With the heat subsiding I made a dash for the border. Literally. Various canals branched off the Colorado River giving life and greenery to the harsh desert. After these past couple weeks I’ve come to appreciate the life giving property of water. It rejuvenates, revives, and resuscitates. As I ran my body told me how vital water was to my existence. When I ran through barren areas I would seek out patches of green because I knew it meant water...

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Day 12. Holtville to Winterhaven CA. 29 miles

9/5/2014

rough roadsEven the best laid plans fall victim to circumstance. It is in the mishaps and the struggle that we progress. We gain strength, wisdom, and knowledge from our mistakes. So what did I learn on day twelve? A support vehicle can not drive very far with a screw in the tire.

In the desertLeaving the Barbra Worth Golf Resort to hit the road was not an early affair. We broke our fast at 7:30 AM with some fresh cut fruit, biscuits, and juice. After eating we shot a quick video, thanked the staff and gathered the trailer. We were on the road at 9:30. I wasn’t sure how that happened since we planned to be out at the crack of dawn. It didn’t matter. My rain dance must have partially worked. Billowy clouds lined my route...

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Day 11. El Centro to the middle of nowhere past Holtville – 25 miles

9/4/2014

Busted bridgeWith a revised gameplan I took to the streets of El Centro at five AM. My obscured view was aided by starlight and my mini flashlight. Neither lit my path much. My lungs and legs felt fantastic though. The streets of the town provided ample lighting. It was four miles into my run, on the outskirts of town, that I began running blind.

dragonflyWhen the first breaks of light began to color the sky I began to hit a full stride. The occasional semi truck would scare me silly and blow me back a few feet but other than that the morning run was great. I noticed that as I ran my shadow seemed to be chasing me. Funny, we always seem to be running from something. We called the morning run at seven thirty in the morning so that we could enjoy out complimentary breakfast from the Vacation Inn...

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