I started running when I was in the 10th grade. My goal for the season was to break the five minute mark in the mile, which I eventually did. If I'm not mistaken, my best time that season was a speedy 4:52. Don't ask me how I remember that. I think my best time my Senior year was 4:38...it might have been a little faster, I don't really remember because I was really focused on the 4x800 that year.
The point I'm trying to make is that Saipan is over 8000 miles away from Winter Park. If I could somehow run over water and over mountains at the pace of 5 minutes per mile, which is pretty damn fast, it would take me just under 28 days to get from point A to point B.
Earlier this evening I was looking at pictures from my 10th High School Reunion in Winter Park, which I just missed. I wish I had been there, but then I think about how far away I am from Florida.
Not that I'm complaining to be on Saipan. After all, every day around sunset I get to look up into the sky to see this:
Sometimes I just wish those teleporter things from Star Trek were real.