Running in circles
On Monday I went for a run with three colleagues at lunchtime.
They were going to run for four miles and back, but said that I could take a shortcut back around the three-mile mark if I needed it.
It turned out I did need it, so I asked, out of breath, how to get back to the office. It sounded easy: right at the next roundabout, then right again at some point, they said, pointing in the general direction of our office building.
Twenty minutes later, after turning right at what I thought was the first roundabout (but I later checked was just crossroads), I found myself running nowhere near my desk. All I had was my work pass - no mobile, no travel pass, no money - and my notorious lack of sense of direction.
I stopped, caught my breath, asked for directions a few times until I found my way back in time for a meeting I feared I was going to miss.
They are going again today but I am not sure I can take all that excitement.
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