I just finished a nice 11 mile run. It was supposed to be about 6 miles. The plan was to run a route I did often when I lived in Kirkland about 5 years ago. There has been a bunch of new construction since then and part of the route didn’t seem that familiar any more. Turns out I forgot to make a certain turn and was running in the wrong direction at one point for a few miles. I like getting lost (within reason). It makes things fun and turns a routine training effort into an adventure.