A cross training day – this morning I road my mountain bike in place of running. I call it my cross training day. The morning air was deliciously refreshing and cool, I love burning up hills and then flying down with the wind in my face. Though I really want to ride in the mountains, for lack of time, I mostly cut my path across quiet neighborhood streets, cut through a park or two, and pass through the cemetery where I stop for a moment of quiet at Landon’s Grass. I also saw the Temple site this morning and the construction is progressing quickly now, both spires are up and now the less visible tasks are the ones in which they are focused – the small details.
