So this afternoon, I decided to go on a little run. I planned on going 2, maybe 3 miles, but I didn't really have a plan. So I ran to a point where I thought I'd turn around and come home. Once I got there, I thought, "I think I'll turn here and run up this road before going home." When I got to the end of that road, I thought, "I think I'll turn here and go to the next street before heading home." When I got there, I thought, "I think I'll run a loop around this block before I head home." Once I did that, I thought, "Perhaps I'll run out to the freeway before I go home."
By the time I got home, I had gone 7.5 miles. A little unexpected, but totally great. I kept feeling like Forrest Gump when he decided to go for a little run to the end of the road.