I'm training to run a virtual Marathon in November. This week was the 13 mile run, and I had a nice flattish route worked out. Everything was going well at mile 9.
Then I found myself on a road that I didn't recognise from my recce, but carried on, thinking "it'll come out on the road I want".
Two miles later, I emerged back where I had been 20 mins before, and instead of 1 mile to get to the car, I now had 3. Three! OMG!
Considered running a mile, then walking the last two, but my feet were tired, and I just wanted to get home. Just got the head down and ran on to complete 15 miles.
At the end, I had my own cheerleader, this donkey leaned over the fence. Hee-haw! π€£π€£