It was a triathlon, in an out of shape, over 50 sort of way.
We still haven't been able to fill up the cars since the gas panic Wednesday night. Not that we tried very hard, but the one station we pulled into on our way home from choir rehearsal Thursday night was out of gas. (It's not that our choir meets two nights per week; we sing with two churches.) So instead of driving to the park for our thrice-weekly run, on Friday we rode our bicycles.
- Ride to the park.
- Run (or walk/run in my case)
- Ride home.
- Jump in the pool.
Works for me.
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