I don't know why, but I felt kind of adventurous once I got going today. I was only going to run over the Manhattan Bridge into Manhattan, turn left and run along water for a while, then turn around and come home. But I dunno, I was feeling good and thought "well, you're very close to the Williamsburg Bridge. Why not run over that and go home that way?"

This is all well and good in theory. But I've never run over the Williamsburg Bridge (an excellent bridge to run over by the way!) and I had no idea how to navigate my way home once back on the Brooklyn side in Williamsburg.

So I got lost a few times. But I knew I basically had to turn right once I got off the bridge. Problem is the Brooklyn Navy Yards are in the way. There's no equivalent water's edge run on the Brooklyn side. So street running it was. After a few wrong turns, I ended up home, tired and sore. I haven't run a long run like that since November.

I felt really good afterwards though. Forgot how good a long run can make you feel within yourself.