Tonight I was reminded that the more I know, the more I know nothing. Starting with the way to the heath. All these years, I've been going the long way round when I could've just run to the top of my road. Instead of 20 minutes, I was there in less than eight.
Turns out my geography is terrible on a microcosmic level - and on a macro one, too. I got home from my shorter-than-anticipated run and, via a brief chat with my housemate, discovered I hold some highly inaccurate views on which countries belong to which continents. I blame 'World Studies'. It wasn't a proper GCSE. Suffice to say, I will be spending the evening with Wikipedia.
(Stats: 3 miles; 30 minutes; 10 minute/mile.)