Guess it's no exaggeration after all when Mr Mud says I can get lost in a closet.
I got completely lost on a route I have jogged at least half a dozen times. Before, I have always followed some fellow joggers and we always went in one direction for a loop. Today, I decided to turn around and do an out and back to make it a little longer. Oh boy, everything looks so different when you turn around. Anyway, I must have taken a wrong turn somewhere and ended up in some strange neighborhood. Totally disoriented, I had to stop and ask for directions twice. Well, first time, it was a baby jogging Chinese woman who sounded as lost as I was -- "Which way is Hwy 101?" "Hwy 101? (what is that?)"
