Every night (or nearly every night) for the past several months I've gone for an exercise walk. It's usually about 4 miles, and usually runs around 1 hour (for those of you inexpert with math, that's 4 MPH...)
Anyway, my typical procedure is to wander at high speed in a direction, looking at my watch every so often so I know when I need to start heading towards home. Usually around 25-30 minutes, obviously, I start figuring out a route home. I don't get exactly an hour, but I try not to be 45 minutes away from home after 45 minutes of walking (because, for those math-challenged, that yields a 90 minute walk--which is more than an hour).
Today, I decided to brave this VERY steep hill a bunch of blocks away and then instead of heading down it, I just followed it down the other side. I had NO idea where I was going, but came out somewhere I recognized anyway, which I figured I would, eventually. However, I had no idea what time it was, or how far out I was (I wear a pedometer) and just figured I'd get home eventually.
I walk through the door, sweaty, tired, and worn out from the walk. I look at my watch...59:27. I was only 33 seconds off the hour with a totally random walk! I look at the pedometer:
4.00 miles. Exactly.
I'm going to buy a lottery ticket. The Infinite Improbability Drive must be active around here somewhere.
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