I did a normal 65 minute run on the baseball diamond/track infield (moving when the baseball players came to remove the infield tarp). Then I went ice skating (suffering one significant bruise that still hurts now - I'd never done any such activity before), but on the ride from the rink to someone's house, I got a flat, and ran the last three miles pushing the bike alongside me to get there before all the pizza was gone. It worked, as I actually got there at precisely the same time as everyone else. But they used cars.
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