Walking is for Suckers

I just spent the first half of today at the Minnesota Zoo. With a two and a half year old. One that walks at his own pace. I've always had my own pace. Actually, I have two different speeds. Fast, and Relaxed. Fast is the pace I use when at work or in public when I'm in large groups cuz I hate crowds (it's the ninja in me). Relaxed is the pace I use everywhere else or if I've been doing a lot of strenuous activities. I now have to add a third pace: Two and a Half Year Old. I understand why he walks so slow, his legs are significantly shorter than mine. Significantly. He's really short. However, understanding as I am, I have trouble adjusting to something that new for so long. We walked for about five hours with a couple of breaks here and there. Lordy.

My solution: Personal Mobility Devices. I would love me a scooter. I don't mind walking for short times at my new Two and a Half Year Old Pace, say fifteen minutes to a half an hour, but any longer than that and I want to be cruising. I'd even get a child seat.