A few months ago, I decided to challenge myself by walking...twenty miles. My boyfriend and I had just moved into a new apartment, and there was a book that I really wanted to purchase from the Barnes and Noble book store. However, the Barnes and Noble bookstore, which in the past was only located approximately three miles from our apartment, was now located approximately ten miles away.
For someone who is used to running ten miles, walking ten miles didn t seem like such a huge deal. I figured that I would be able to kill two birds with one stone by walking (thereby getting a workout in) as well as purchasing the book that I wanted. The tricky part was mapping it out so that I stayed on the main road and then wondering whether or not I would be able to handle walking twenty miles. You see, obviously, if I walked to the bookstore in ten miles, I would be faced with walking another ten miles back to my apartment. I accepted this challenge happily and was determined to prove to myself that I could do it.
For any other normal person, they probably wouldn t have hesitated a second to jump in their car and drive the ten minutes it would have taken to get to the bookstore. However, I figured that I could save myself the gasoline by walking. In this day and age (especially if you own a sport utility vehicle), any amount of gasoline and extra mileage that you can save, the better off you are! I threw on an old sweatshirt and stuffed my wallet, keys and cell phone into my front pocket. I then strapped on my headphones for my iPod and put on a hat to keep the sun out of my face and set on my way.
Back when I did this walk, it was September and still pretty warm out. About fifteen minutes into my walk, I started to regret the fact that I was wearing a sweatshirt and pants. I glanced around me at other people I passed who were out running, jogging, cycling and walking in t shirts, tank tops, shorts and sport bra tops. What was I thinking? There I was, walking down the street dressed as if I was ready for it to snow any second. I ignored how foolish I probably looked and kept walking. The other thing that I had neglected to do was pack a bottle of water. I was soon incredibly thirsty. I still had a couple of miles to go at this point and began to think of jogging the rest of the way just so that I would be able to use the water fountain sooner.
When I finally arrived at the bookstore (in record time), I felt totally fine except for the fact that I was incredibly thirsty. When I got inside, I quickly sought out the water fountain and must ve been there for what felt like an eternity, gulping down cold water. I then made my purchase and headed back to my apartment. I managed to finish my twenty mile walk, and the first thing I did after I took a shower? I grabbed my new book and drove five minutes to the nail salon so that I could get a pedicure!