When we were first assigned to walk the bridge for half an hour, I thought it would be nearly painful to walk so slowly. I was surprised at how, after a minute or so, it was very easy to shift gears into such a slow step. I found it nearly meditative, although I did feel a bit badly about clogging the bridge for the bikers and those who were late for class. It was nice, however, to be able to do a bit of people-watching and really feel how good it was to take your time for a change. It made me think harder about time and how relative it is, and how different it can be for each person. I wonder what would be accomplished if every person was assigned a pace to use for a day to a week, and then everyone met back up and discussed the experience.