Zen and the Art of a 90-Mile Commute
Monday, June 22nd, 2009I used to be a speed demon who regularly drove well above the speed limit. My new commute has changed that. In an effort to be more cost-conscious, I try to keep my lead foot off the gas, but even more than that is my new zen-like attitude.
While cars zip past me at 80+ miles an hour, I chug away at no more than 75 mph (usually more like 70) and laugh at the frenzied drivers. “Where are you going so fast,” I wonder. After all, I’m heading to work and there’s no reason to rush to get there! I assume the same is true for the other drivers; they just haven’t had my epiphany yet.
Because of my newfound patience, I’m getting more than 35 mpg and I never have to worry about getting pulled over. That has taken some getting used to. I see a cop or a CHP officer and immeditely take my foot off the gas (and often put my foot on the brake), then I realize I don’t have to do anything because I’m not driving at an excessive speed! My blood pressure is much lower during my commute, too, which is more important, even, than gas mileage and speeding tickets.
I never thought 3 hours a day in the car would make me a calmer person, but here I am.