Today's Daily Double is... the accidental half marathon!

saw the bus coming with four minutes of runway and sprinted the dock in the dark, backpack slamming. made it. should have saved the legs.

honesty corner first: Al's annoyed with me and she's right to be. we had people over and i didn't clean enough beforehand, left too much of it on her. lame of me, no defense mounted, gonna actually do better (the only version of sorry that counts).

work handed me a proud one: the looping bug (simulated conversations getting stuck repeating themselves in ways no real human would) i fixed once, got told the fix needed rework, swallowed that, tore it down, rebuilt it proper, merged it. and word came back through a teammate that the customer noticed and was happy. anybody can be right eventually, the rework is the part i take pride in. also had a one-on-one conducted as a dog walk, big architecture talk while somebody's dog towed us around the block. correct format for all meetings from now on.

and THEN. late afternoon somebody floats it half joking: what if we just ran to the boat? sausalito, from the office, on foot. turns out my coworkers don't half joke, and i'd brought no pants to run in, so i bought a pair at the bike shop (a man buying a parachute on the plane) and we RAN. through the city, over the bridge, 10.9 miles, call it a half marathon, the hills round up. showed em the boat at the end, everybody wheezing and grinning, Lady beside herself with this many new sweaty friends arriving at ground level.

legs: gone. worth it.