My daughter had a baseball game at 6:30. Trying to incorporate my workout with the game, I decided to run out to the ball field and meet everyone there. I thought it would be kind of an invisible run.

It was 4 miles to the field from my house. I hit the road, dodging the west-side traffic. I made it to the field, and saw the kids playing, so I thought what would one more mile out hurt? So I continued on for one mile then turned around.

I walked around the fields looking for our team, then I hear my wife call out from the playground. It turned out there was a “mix-up” and they were not playing.

The kids ran around the playground for a little while before we drove home.