Me and my buddy went to the gym that we have in our university. Felt very 1980's: Stallone, Schwarzenegger and generally bad macho jokes and bad accents were had. Was fun lifting metal!
Of course all that cut off the oxygen supply to my brain because I then got the brilliant idea of running home from the campus. After about a kilometre I realised what I'm doing: I was running in the sun wearing full black gym clothes and a backpack full of gym stuff. That was dumb, sun is like a huge glowy energy leech for me.
And naturally a map of the run (of course I didn't run the whole 2 kilometres, more like 1 km):
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