I did a lot of driving this weekend on a memorial day weekend trip (I'll post about the trip later). One thing I noticed while driving is how far distances actually are. I routinely knock out 15+ miles. While driving to dinner one night, I felt like it was taking forever to get to the destination. I looked at my directions and saw that the restaurant was 15 miles away. It hit me that I go out and ran that distance without even thinking twice. I was driving 55 mph and the distance seemed endless. Tenths of a mile were creeping by.
After the restaurant incident, I curiously watched the odometer several times over the remainder of the trip. In one instance, I noted my starting mileage and watched the distance click off in tenths of a mile noting just how far 50 miles felt. It made me realize how far I will actually be running on July 5. Fifty miles is a long, long way. It took nearly an hour to drive the distance.
Even a short five mile drive to the rafting company seemed like a long way. My short runs are longer than that. It really did put everything back into perspective. I don't drive on a daily basis and my idea of running mileage is so skewed that I've really managed to lose track of the true length of distances. I'm sure it won't be long until I lose track of distances again and feel that 15 miles is nothing.
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