my mini excursion

Once upon a time, in the heat of summer, on a day in June, I went out for a run/walk – you know, get out, enjoy the day and such. Well, I usually know my way around the area I run, but I chose to go down a road and see where it went. …I ended up getting lost. It was so funny. I really didn’t know where I was. I came across a police station, but as true as the small town is, it was closed. I ended up finding my way back. Later clocked it on my car… 8 miles. Needless to say I had gotten quite dehydrated and ended up asking a nice old man if I could take a drink from the garden hose in his front yard. I was a little tired once I made it home.
(fyi, this is not me!)