morning I had to run some errands. Glanced at the mileage on the
quick math followed. There was a car that had over 210,000 miles
on it before we got rid of it. Another was over 150,000 before
it stopped being primarily my car to drive.
clears 530,000 miles. Three cars.
include five other cars Terry and I have put on the road together.
Doesn’t include miles I may have driven in my parents’ cars. Doesn’t
include car rentals. Doesn’t include vehicles I drove in college.
running through all of them, just knowing a few numbers from my
head, I can place my driving at more than one million miles.
you ever considered what road you traveled the most in your life?
frequency, it would be the street I grew up on. That’s simple
enough. But there’s a funny twist to the story. That road was
two-tenths of a mile long. And, since my parents lived essentially
dead center on the road, it meant any travel along it was rarely
more than one-tenth of a mile.
means ten trips to walk or drive a mile.
hundred trips to walk or drive ten miles.
thousand trips to walk or drive one hundred miles.
my lifetime, I would guess that there are three highways I’ve
spent more time on than any others. Interstate 95 in Rhode Island
and Connecticut, the Massachusetts Turnpike and the New York State
pick one… the Mass Pike.
I would be driving across it to get to New York or points beyond.
So, I feel comfortable using the exits between Worcester and Springfield
as a good estimate for a stretch I always covered, which is a
distance that runs about 50 miles.
if I drive the Mass Pike once on a round trip in any year, and
use that 50-mile estimate to get to 100 miles round trip, I need
to move on my home street one thousand times to equal it.
legitimately possible that I’ve moved more miles along the Massachusetts
Turnpike in my life than any other road.
of course, the numbers aren’t perfect. (That two-tenths of a mile
estimate for my home street was generous. You might need two thousand
trips to get to one hundred miles.)
I drive? Or did I walk or ride a bike? There are plenty of ways
to add up the miles. My guess is that I have run a marathon or
more worth just of hide-and-go-seek games on that same road.
is no road I will touch as much in my life as that road from my
childhood. None. Not possible. Won’t happen. And yet it likely
won’t be the road I’ve logged the most mileage along.
are all sorts of philosophical ideas about the journey of a life
and the roads we travel. There are tangents about appreciating
the sights along the way, where the journey is as important than
the destination (if not more so).
don’t necessarily like to think about how many roads… or miles
of roads… I may have ahead of me. I admit there are moments I
get perhaps a bit too nostalgic about the roads behind me. But
the roads I’ve used have gotten me here, and those ahead will
bring me where I need to be. The driving… or the philosophy… is
open for debate.