Best Run EVER (and totally boring post)

So, after my hiatus, I realized I was like a ton a tad behind on my training plan. My idea? Bump out a 15 miler on Saturday. 

Thinking it would be fun to run down by the lake, I took off. Again, with my stellar ability to think things through, I decided to take the wet trail through the woods. After stopping to jump over puddles (and land in mud up to my ankles) I finally decided to just run through them. You know, all tough like. 

Then there was the ice and snow. Finally, I decided to head back, fill my water bottle quick, and take off down the Soo Line Trail (which is a old railroad line they turned into a trail. It runs 114 miles in a line. Not the coolest run, but decent for training. Added plus? No loose rabid dogs or killers on the trail. 

My FIL was going to take the boys over to Onamia to visit their grandmas in the nursing home, so I figured I would run there, meet him, and he could drive me back. #perfect

I even accounted for my FIL's terrible sense of time, like the fact he has no idea how to stick to it. He said he would leave in 45 minutes, so I figured I totally had 1.5 hours. 

I make it down the trail. (Um, if you saw a woman filling her water bottle with snow somewhere on the trail? It was not me. Nope.) 

14.23 (yes, at this point I count every single foot) miles in? I am what I think is less than a mile from the nursing home. I turn. I run to the major highway and begin running down it. I pull into a gas station (16.34 miles) to fill out with water and call my FIL. Who is still at home fear not, he is totally leaving in 1/2 hour here. 

He points out to me that I turned the WRONG direction, and the nursing home is 3.5 miles THE OTHER WAY. 

Really? At this point? Why not just run it, right? Serious, what is another 3 miles now? My wet feet are hurting anyway. Strength, Sara, strength- don't be a wimp. 

Off I went. 

Well, kindof. I was sweaty, running into the wind, slightly cold, and running like I had a load in my pants. However, I did it. I pulled into the nursing home at 20.02 miles and finished. 

The sweet ladies who guided me to the correct rooms were kind enough to not only show me the way, but also point out how funny I was walking and how insane I am. Thank you ladies. 

Luckily, my father in law showed up an hour later with dry clothes. If you are keeping track? This is about 3.5 hours after his original 45 minute estimate. 

However, I am super stiff barely moving HAPPY to say...I got my first 20 miler of the season in. Nothing like a fun surprise!  Right? Right?