Well perhaps not crazy but I certainly have a tendency towards flights of fancy. While finishing out my week in the office lifting in the gym, I decided I didn’t want to do my 20-30 minutes on the stationary bike. I convinced myself that, since I don’t live that far away, it was a much better idea to walk home.
I put my work clothes in the car, locked it up and donned my backpack for what I estimated to be a 4 mile walk home. I know, 4 miles really isn’t that far but you have to realize that the last time I walked home from somewhere was school in the 9th grade. In addition to an obvious lack of activity, the most walking I’d done on the treadmill in my current gym kick was about 1.75 miles. Since it’s probably more like 2.5 as the crow flies I looked for a shortcut via Google Maps but found a rather large creek (~30′ wide) between work and home. So yeah, locked the car, donned the backpack and I was off.
Now my aforementioned last time walking home I actually found Deep Inside Ginger Lynn and another random porn VHS on the side of the road… in working order. Not a half bad score for a 15 y/o so I thought for sure the universe would reward me again. I saw a huge black snake, two groundhogs, a myriad of liquor/beer/wine bottles but no porn and definitely no money. I did manage to pick up a tick hoofing it across an open field but luckily I checked myself when I noticed deer droppings and found the sucker before he managed any higher than my sock.
I charted my course via Sanoodi (thanks to Chin) and found it to be ~3.6 miles. It took me about an hour, which is on pace with my treadmill efforts, and confirmed that adidas shelltop superstars are NOT ideal for walking in. I feel a sense of accomplishment so I’m not going to rule out doing it again… after I get some better shoes.
Start running… That is a perfect distance once you’re in shape.