Lost in Houston

I'm in Houston on business. So I head down to the hotel "fitness center" this morning. Three treadmills. Two are being used, one is broken. So I decide to venture out. You see where this is going, so since I'm on my Blackberry, I'll not include every detail. In a nutshell, I got lost. And after being directed to the wrong Marriott by a large female parking lot security guard in a golf cart, and getting my running shoes muddy from running in a construction zone, I finally made it back. No idea how far I ran, but the round trip took me about 45 minutes, making me late for breakfast with my colleagues.

Couldn't not run today...20 miles on Saturday.