One: After biking an hour yesterday morning, I hopped off and began my 2:45 run. It was 5:30am then. You can do the math on what time I had to wake up to start the workouts. Jeff biked alongside me with a headlamp as I ran down the completely-dark creek trail near our house for 19.5 miles. The sun came up 2 hours into the run - I couldn't see my Garmin so I was blind on pace to that point and just running what felt comfortable. Well, it was a good one - the fastest I've ever run that long. All the work is paying off!
I won't talk about how getting ART on my sore legs felt today though.
Two: It appears Stanley's hard little heart might be melting with respect to Puck.