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After the Apocalypse The afternoon sun slanted warm across the river’s surface.  The water was high from the recent rains and a muddy hue swirled in the shallows.  Early may flies prickled the surface here and there and lazy ripples hinted of fish and dorsal fins. A cottonwood tree trailed its branches into the flow …

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Training report – 100-miler – from the front lines Saturday, I had 30 miles on the calendar followed by a 15 miler on Sunday.  I was thinking about it all week.  I wasn’t afraid of it, per se, but I was thinking about it. I didn’t think it would be too much of a problem.  …

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