15 miles cycling. hills are easy.
8.5 miles running. hills are food.
first part of run *sucked*. felt slow. cramping. thought: another 7 miles of this? urgh.
somewhere around halfway into it I began to pick up the pace
"negative splits" are really really great.
about 2/3rd in I realised I  was completely lost when the downtown Atlanta skyline appeared in front  of me. I was positive that I was travelling eastbound, and usually my  compass sense is good... but Atlanta is actually 10 miles west of me.  But somehow, this change of route made me very very happy. I realised  unconsciously that I was running towards J's house. J is my  acroyoga partner. That made me really happy. I picked up the  pace again. I turned to go home along a now familiar route. I sprinted  hard uphill for the final mile. Stats say I ran a 6:30, though I find  that highly unlikely. Either way, it was a fast mile. Got to my house  and found that I had locked myself out! Luckily my landlords were having  a little hookah smoke in the backyard, enjoying Jupiter and the moon,  and we chatted a bit and they found a way to open my door.
will need to do 10ish tomorrow. Plus will have another 15 on the bike to see the kids.
 
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