Century Mark

This week, I officially crossed the century mark and am more than 10 percent of the way toward my 1,000 mile goal - I have walked more than 100 miles. It seems like so much, yet at the same time it seems like so little. These first 100 miles represent a great deal...

• 25+ trips to the gym (I've not kept exact track)
• Hours of walking at different paces, inclines and intensities
• Several hours of the Price is Right, magazines and music
• Developing a habit that I'm starting to miss if I don't do
• Keeping up with a goal that is still a very long ways away

I've found a fun tool on Free Map Tools that lets me plot a radius from a point near my home (my exact address not being recognized thanks to Utah's unusual coordinate grid system) and see just where my walking would take me. Admittedly, the calculation is a straight line and I rather doubt I've have made it over the 11,000 foot mountains or in a straight line across extensive lakes, but with this distance, I could reach...

• All the way to Logan to the north, further than I've ever driven north in Utah to date.
• Almost to Bonneville Flats State Park to the northwest, which I have driven past but isn't as impressive as it sounds.
• Just past Fish Springs National Wildlife Refuge to the west, a very isolated but productive birding spot I have visited.
• To Fillmore to the south along I-15, a small and nondescript community we typically miss when we blink on the way to Las Vegas.

There aren't any great landmarks of note to the east or southeast, but it is worth noting that - as the bird flies - I could be out of Utah by now, into the southwestern corner of Wyoming. It may not seem too far for now, but by the time this journey has ended, I'll have crossed multiple time zones, entered the Pacific Ocean, and even left the United States in more ways than one. How far will I have walked, then, by the end of February?