One of the things I am ‘famous’ for is the rapid pace I prefer to walk at. I’ve never considered myself an athlete and don’t do power walks. I seldom break into a run, but I do walk fast to get where I want to be, simply to get there in the shortest time possible. Each day, I set a lofty to-do list that I know I can’t possibly achieve. But that doesn’t stop me from trying my very best. While I understand that most tasks I work at will take as long as they take to accomplish, getting from one place to the other is something that can be easily rushed. It has become a habit through the years, and when I walk alongside someone, I have to force myself to slow down to a pace that they are comfortable with. Yesterday, I bumped into someone I hadn’t seen in about a decade. As we talked, we also walked, and I thought I had slowed to a leisurely pace to match his, but it quickly became obvious to us both I hadn’t. He asked me if I had slowed down in any way. I’m happy to report that the answer was no.
