8/1/2015
The lake sat motionless next to the Village Inn Resort. Crystal cleaned the trailer until noon and I got some extra rest until it was time for me to hit the road.
I stretched my legs and began making my way through the town. I could taste the humidity in the air but the constant flow of wind kept me from overheating. The several upcoming running days seemed to be light on mileage. Any time my legs logged less than a marathon meant I would have extra energy. The country roads connected me with a trail that led right to Crystal. I found her napping in the trailer despite a lack of fresh flowing air. It seemed the wind had died down and the summer sun sat unopposed. I too decided it was a good place for a nap. Even though I had only run a few miles, I was always ready for a nap.
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