Folly or Feasible?

One-hundred fourteen.
114.
CXIV.

Four-point-four marathons’ worth.
Eighteen-point-four 10K’s.

One-fourteen is the number of miles I’ve gone since July 4th when I did the Peachtree Road Race and decided to start C25K on the 6th. Some of them were walking miles, of course, but walk-with-intent to run. And I dare say it is greater than the sum total of miles than I’ve run since I was 19 years old.

It averages out to 1.18 miles per day.

Travelling from my home I could have reached four other states.

Could have gone to Auburn, a school Boo took one look at and crossed firmly off her list for being too far in the middle of nowhere. Could have gone to Athens … Athens, TN, not the home of UGA, which is high on Boo’s list (and I only hope she is high on theirs). Could be halfway to visiting my parents. Could be in the NC mountains, preferably in Highlands, where I would walk and/or run nowhere at all, choosing instead to sit on the porch enjoying mimosas in the cool mountain air.

Of course, I could drive to any of these places in two hours (or less. Probably less, considering how I drive…). However, at my average pace of around 14 minutes per mile, it would take me closer to 27 hours. Running continuously.

For now I think I’ll stick to running around my neighborhood. Intermittently.