There’s something special about Texas summer runs. The smell of hot dirt. The whiffs of Honeysuckle and Mountain Laurel, mixed with Oak Trees and Ceder. The hotter it gets, the sweeter the smells seem to be. The sun doesn’t hurt and burn as fast as it does in Colorado, but the heat here is more intense. And the breezes feel nicer.  Evening runs are especially magical this time of year. As the miles go by, my legs feel lighter and stronger because the temperature is dropping. Cool patches began to appear close to the dirt. Firefly’s come out.  And while I will always treasure the majestic mountains, I know there is something every special about the rugged, surreal summer night runs that are only found in Texas.21353_10151673194866382_466265730_n

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