Funny how the whole canal was thawed and open and this was still frozen. It is still April in Canada, after all. After searching for a loo for a while, I decided my only choice was to turn around and head for the hotel. Twelve.point.seven-five.kilometers.away. Go to my happy place and think of anything except the obvious. The break, however, was not appreciated by my tricky hamstring, and it decided we weren't running anymore. Oh, good...now I get to walk back and think about bathrooms the whole way!
Focus on other things...like how Montreal and Calgary are similar. After all, I still had to deal with construction and detours, just like Calgary. And cyclists...I have determined that citizens of Montreal love to cycle and ALL think they are training for the Tour de France. That means that they hug all corners, ride in a pack and do not have bells, because that would mess with their aerodynamics!!! Instead I got really, really good at leaping out of the way. No,no...pardon ME! The runners were all friendly though, despite being out-numbered 10 to 1, and all gave a wave and a smile.
Should have flagged this guy down and hitched a ride!
Finally...after another 13.6km (I included the distance from the canal to the hotel this time) and almost 3 hours, I made it back to the hotel, and more importantly, my room!!!