Lowell dropped me off at mile marker 430 and I was off and running. It was a bit cold and windy out but at least it was at my back. Rumor had it that my uphill troubles where over, at least for the time being. It would be easy rolling from here to Gray Mountain. I believe Ruby has come down with a leaky tire illness. For the past couple of days I would find the tire flat in the morning. There is a chance that it’s from the cold air but it’s more likely a small hole from some piece of glass, barbwire or rock that I forced through her over the past 600 miles. It was 27 miles to Gray Mountain and with the mile markers available I decided to put a watch on the run and see what my marathon time was. Joyce had given me the rest of the peanut butternut cookies, and at mile six I decided to award myself one cookie every two miles. I would save the one and only white chocolate and almond cookie that had rave reviews from Lowell for mile 26. Along the way I was able to push Ruby to a new mile record of 6:30! It was a good running day and I stopped the clock at 3:55 after mile 26.

My Grandparents came up from Phoenix to stay with me at a hotel they had reserved in Flagstaff. After they found me we headed back West where they where having another snow storm. If it wasn’t for that lady from On Star we would still be looking for the Sleep Inn. It was great to see some familiar faces. We had a fun time complaining about the dry pork at Buffalo Wild Wings and trying to find something wrong with the Sleep Inn. They were as crazy and fun as ever and did an excellent job spoiling me

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