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6 miles on the trail...

The weather is warming a bit, so my 6 mile run this morning was much more comfortable. I'm getting more and more intimate with the trail out there. I will have quite a number of combinations for distance. Today by beginning at the Berm parking and running all the trail clockwise except the Lake View Loop, I did 6.2 miles. I did a nice 8 mile run the other day by running all the loops counter-clockwise and adding 0.33 miles back around toward Bill's Creek, then doubling back to get the even 8. We still have another week of waiting for Mr. Black to reopen the trailhead. Once that happens, I should be up around 10 miles for my total run. If I were to run it all but omit Cogs and Lake View, that will put me at 12 miles. I would probably have to use the road to cut cut a little more out. Anyway, I am itching to do the whole enchilada. I believe I could do it right now but I am thinking that would be a little premature. Better to do the intermediate runs and be really read for it come late February.

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