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railroad crossing on Old Clyde Park Road



School has been kicking my ass!  I've managed to continue doing a little running but the blogging became the first victim of my super busy schedule.  Blogging and sleep. 

Today's 6 mile run was the first of my Saturday long runs as I ramp up for a half marathon in March - the Run to the Pub put on by the 317 Pub in Bozeman in honor of St. Patty's day.  This race is the first of 10 races I'd like to do this year...10!  Last year I did 5 races so if I can at least beat that I'll be happy.

Right now the infamous Livingston wind is RAGING!  My 6 mile route took me out through town, heading northeastly for the first 3 miles running with the wind.  Occassionaly the wind would physcially push me forward, like somebody actually shoving me in the back.  It made for easy running and I felt good about myself despite my recent lack of training.  Then I turned around at the railroad tracks on Old Clyde Park Road and headed back home, straight into the chinook.  Instantly my breathing grew heavy and I finally started sweating.  The wind pushed on my chest so hard that it was difficult to breathe.  But it wasn't impossible to continue on, the afternoon was beautiful, warm and sunny and it felt so good exercising in the western outdoors that even this great wind couldn't keep me from smiling and hopping merrily across puddles and mud.