As we were walking on the course on Sunday, I noticed that Doyce had a pedometer. I wore one of those for a month or so, as I got started…
As we were walking on the course on Sunday, I noticed that Doyce had a pedometer.
I wore one of those for a month or so, as I got started on my diet. I think I eventually stopped wearing it because I had a sense of how many steps I was taking a day, but the number fluctuated a lot, and eventually I knew how many calories I was burning from walking, and that was that.
“Yeah, Jackie got it for me for our anniversary. It’s letting me keep track of my Five Hundred Miles to Nowhere.”
I’ll be damned.
It makes perfect sense.
Marn started it, at least for me, complete with its own project site, but it was something I associated solely with, well, you know … exercise. Like, “I did a mile and a half on the jogging machine at the gym.” Or, “I ran a couple miles around the track this morning.” Like, Real, Scientific, Measured Movement of the sort that Ahnold (or Marn) would Officially Recognize (and even award a rubber ducky for).
But a pedometer — ah, it’s fiendishly clever! And, being someone who has no time, something I can do. Because I do walk. A lot. And I can measure it, with that same pedometer. I walk here. I walk there. I walk my feet off everywhere. As Dr Seuss might say.
I can walk five hundred miles. And I can walk five hundred more. Just to be the man who … uh, I digress. Though havering with Margie sounds fun.
At any rate, if all I need to do is just, y’know, walk (as opposed to Use Expensive Gym Equipment, or Jog on Cushy Blue Foamy Track Material), then, damn, I’m there.
It’s late to shoot for 500 miles this year. But yesterday was the 250th day of the year. I started wearing a pedometer yesterday (too late to harvest the golf games, but in time for the corn maze), meaning that as of yesterday, we have 366 – 250 = 116 days left (32%) in 2004. 500/366 = 1.37 miles/day * 116 = 160 miles (rounding up) to walk.
I can do that. It will earn me at least three rubber duckies.
And that’s nothing to quack at.
(And, lest I get smug, Marn is currently at 660 miles out of her thousand mile goal. And Doyce is at 406 out of 500. So I have a lot of catching up to do … Though, according to the pedometer, I’ve clocked 6.5 miles already.)
I’ll let you know how it goes.