If someone tells you that you are moving at a snail’s pace on something, it is not a compliment. You can hardly get slower. Yet I think our perception of slowness, often equating it to laziness, is off kilter.
On Monday, I walked 5 miles. It was difficult and I had to stop to rest many times. Toward the end, I was in quite a lot of pain. I remembered that when I started I felt quite good, and so I set a pretty quick pace. Two or three miles in I was still okay, but starting to feel it a bit more. By the 4 mile mark, I was stopping at every bench and resting these legs which sighed with relief every time I sat down.
So on Wednesday, even though my legs felt great at the beginning, I decided to slow it down. I walked 4.5 miles, never once stopping to sit and rest. My legs were still quite sore at the end of the walk, but I was able to climb the stairs better and the recovery from the walk was quicker.
Maybe the snail is on to something. Please pause and ponder….slowly.