I was at the tail-end of my 5k training session this morning when the only working treadmill at the gym in my apartment complex died on me. A stood there for a couple of seconds, thinking of what to do, before I turned tail and ran out of the gym. I spent the rest of my training session running around the buildings in my apartment complex. When I was done, I felt even MORE accomplished having met an obstacle and overcome it.

Only then did I realize I had left my keys inside the gym and had no key to get back in with. I flagged down a couple of guys on bikes and asked if they would be so kind as to let me back into the gym.