As I've been mapping all my runs lately (quick plug for Gmaps Pedometer), and seeing how far I go in about 40 minutes, I was reminded of being a missionary and how we walked everywhere and how I always told myself that when I got home from Argentina, I'd try to walk more instead of driving everywhere, because really it doesn't take THAT long to walk somewhere.
Now, I can't say I've stuck to that in the least (things are much further away in American than they are in Argentina, because everyone here has a car), but yesterday I started wondering how far away things are in my hometown of Grantsville, and how everything there still seems like a long distance because when I was a kid everything seemed really far away. So I went to my handy distance mapping site and looked at how far I'd be running if I was doing my jogs in Grantsville rather than in my neighborhood in Salt Lake. And frankly I was really surprised. The Handy Corner that we used to ride our bikes to for cheap candy and video games, is only a mile and a half from my house. It really seems farther away. Maybe because of all the open spaces between our house and there. I don't know. Anyway, since I'll be running a 5K there for the 4th of July, I think it'll be really eye-opening to see how far 3.2 miles will get me in Grantsville.
4 comments:
Did you happen to serve an LDS mission to Argentina for the LDS church?
So very true! I always thought my house was HUGE, but now I go home and realize...wow...
The Ray Barrus doesn't seem that long, partly because it's all down hill, but there are times that it definitely feels longer than 3.2- typically the last mile and even more so that tiny .2
I used to think we moved soooo far away from where I grew up. It was only five miles. Five miles! I could run there in under an hour!
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