Day 542: I Got Lost

Streets in Kingston are weird, and some of them curve in unexpected ways; one of the main streets in town also starts out on an east-west axis and then over time becomes north-south. So I got lost on my run this morning! I don’t regret it, but an 8-10 k became a 12+ as I realized I’d actually been going in the wrong direction for a while.

It had already been a sloggy run — up since 3:45 for Cat Reasons, a latish night last night for Volunteer Reasons — so what was a low-energy run turned into a walk for the last kilometre. Again, no regrets — just running a little behind and a bit worried about energy for the rest of the day.

Coffee up!