Hit 50,000 miles on my old Toyota and started thinking about stuff differently
I was driving home from work last Tuesday and saw the odometer roll over to 50,000 miles. It's a 2010 Corolla so that's not a ton of miles for a car that old, but it got me wondering how many of those miles were me just going to the same places. My commute is only 8 miles each way, so that means over half the miles are from random trips I barely remember. It made me think about all the little patterns we fall into without noticing. In my experience, most people don't track their movement closely, but the numbers can tell a weird story about your life. Has anyone else hit a random milestone like that and had it make you question your daily routines?