I went to Glasgow last summer for a convention - for fun, not business. The Glaswegians I encountered walked slower than the Londoners I know, too. I had to walk slowly because I had injured both my big toes walking around in Aviemore, near Inverness. No one seemed to give me a hard time about it, which surprised me. I enjoyed the architecture, shops and little restaurants much better than I would have if I'd been walking at my "Toronto" pace. The only time I get annoyed with slow walkers is when they stroll through a crosswalk at a busy intersection like they are sightseeing in a park. They are a danger to themselves and everyone around them.
The walking test results may make sense. I run slowish most of the time but run much faster for my "races". It's a good way of getting a lot of training volume in without burnign out. Likewise if you walk a lot every day a slower pace might be better to keep from getting too tired and also building fitenss for faster walking when needed.
When we were in Portugal earlier this year we wlked 160 km in a week including some running. I suspect we were of the quicker variety but couldn't have kept that up week after week.
This is so true! Every time I challenge myself to walk slower, even if people huff their way past me, I start to notice things around me more and feel more calm.
I'm still struggling to slow down. People in the Balkans don't move very fast, unless they're jaywalking, and at first I felt that everyone was in the way, which drove me crazy.
The thing is, they aren't in the way, and I'm the one out of sync with my surroundings. I'm trying to slow my pace and adapt, but it's not easy.
I've found that slowing down is rewarding. I notice more of my surroundings, and maybe I sweat a little under the punishing rays of the sun here in Bosnia.
I used to be very fast too, living in hongkong. We said time is money. When I moved to Europe, I got very impatient at first. Why is everything so slow! Now I enjoy the slower pace of life. My life was way too fast back then in hongkong and I didn't even realize it. I thought it was normal!
I live in Italy, but I've always felt I am walking too fast. Literally and metaphorically. Your story made me realize, maybe I am just in the wrong place.
I went to Glasgow last summer for a convention - for fun, not business. The Glaswegians I encountered walked slower than the Londoners I know, too. I had to walk slowly because I had injured both my big toes walking around in Aviemore, near Inverness. No one seemed to give me a hard time about it, which surprised me. I enjoyed the architecture, shops and little restaurants much better than I would have if I'd been walking at my "Toronto" pace. The only time I get annoyed with slow walkers is when they stroll through a crosswalk at a busy intersection like they are sightseeing in a park. They are a danger to themselves and everyone around them.
The walking test results may make sense. I run slowish most of the time but run much faster for my "races". It's a good way of getting a lot of training volume in without burnign out. Likewise if you walk a lot every day a slower pace might be better to keep from getting too tired and also building fitenss for faster walking when needed.
When we were in Portugal earlier this year we wlked 160 km in a week including some running. I suspect we were of the quicker variety but couldn't have kept that up week after week.
This is so true! Every time I challenge myself to walk slower, even if people huff their way past me, I start to notice things around me more and feel more calm.
Slowing the pace is so important! 🩶
I'm still struggling to slow down. People in the Balkans don't move very fast, unless they're jaywalking, and at first I felt that everyone was in the way, which drove me crazy.
The thing is, they aren't in the way, and I'm the one out of sync with my surroundings. I'm trying to slow my pace and adapt, but it's not easy.
I've found that slowing down is rewarding. I notice more of my surroundings, and maybe I sweat a little under the punishing rays of the sun here in Bosnia.
I used to be very fast too, living in hongkong. We said time is money. When I moved to Europe, I got very impatient at first. Why is everything so slow! Now I enjoy the slower pace of life. My life was way too fast back then in hongkong and I didn't even realize it. I thought it was normal!
This sounds like a lovely way to live and something that seems so sadly foreign to a Canadian like me. Everything is rush, rush, rush.
I’m working hard at slowing down. I just don’t know if I can be one a dawdler though 🤣
I live in Italy, but I've always felt I am walking too fast. Literally and metaphorically. Your story made me realize, maybe I am just in the wrong place.
When my Apple Watch didn’t register 5 miles of walking in Lisbon as a workout had I really experienced enlightenment ? 😆