[pause] for the cause pace

The road trip from St. Louis to Denver takes its toll on a traveler.

It's 12-13 hours, minimum. It's one highway (I-70). The scenery mostly bores once west of Manhattan, KS. Also, the elevation above sea level slightly -- yet steadily -- ascends the entire drive; so while it appears flat as paper, it's nothing but incline. This adds to the drive time, and slowly induces altitude sickness symptoms if you're not hydrated.

This road trip I've done this a few times. Did a Colorado ski trip once with friends, and to arrive in Denver by 6PM for dinner, we hit the road at 6AM. While we pushed ourselves and made it, it felt miserable.

I preferred this trip when we chose to stop for the night. Hays, KS is an ideal location -- it's more than halfway, it's along the interstate.

This gets to my main thought for us all today: some journeys, some trips, some endeavors are better experienced when we take the built-in pause for the cause. Yeah, without a stop we'd arrive faster, but for what? Who's keeping track? By whose standard are we early, or late, or on time? 

We get there when we get there. 

In the meantime, let's stop to fill up on gas, take a leak, relax these brains of ours, fill up our water bottles, stretch our legs, gulp in some fresh air, grab a snack. This is a time when we're in one of the great, expansive in-betweens of life. We're on our way. We get there when we get there.

For every exit ramp, there's a nearby entrance ramp for us too.