Denver.  The Mile-High City, the Queen City of the Plains, Wall Street of the West.  There is something profound about looking to the West no matter where you are and seeing the snow-spattered Front Range steadfastly defying the flatness of the plains.

I have already been here for over a month, and it feels like a second home.  The air is crisp, the views are breathtaking, and the peer pressure to exercise is working.  I don’t know if it’s the lack of oxygen making me think it’s a good idea to run in 2 degree weather or the way the outdoors seem to call to you every spare moment, but I have never found sticking to a running plan so easy.

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