I love voyaging – the longest has been 3,000 miles to Hawaii. I’ve also spent weeks all over the Caribbean.
I think some of the best pieces of advice for me was when I talked to some of the great players who have had success in this league how much they emphasized the importance of rest, that you can’t just go 100 miles an hour all 12 months of the year every day and just keep going. That is a recipe for burnout.
My school was six miles away from where I lived on the farm. I had to walk and run, there and back every day, through gorges and over rivers. If I was late, there was a very big stick waiting for me.
Every day, getting up early in the morning before much traffic, my wife takes me 10 miles from home, drops me off, and I have to get back.
The use of drones is rapidly transforming the way we go to war. On the battlefield, a squad leader can receive real-time data from a drone that enables him to view the landscape for miles in every direction, dramatically expanding the capabilities of what would normally have been a small and isolated unit.
British fans are exceptional, but the American fans are something else. Some of them fly 500 miles to stand in line for three hours, just to meet me, then when they do they collapse.
The first trip of the Pony Express was made in ten days – an average of two hundred miles a day. But we soon began stretching our riders and making better time.
I run four miles most days, at about 8:00 to 8:15 pace. It’s totally relaxed.
I’ve got enough miles under my belt to know that whatever you envision in your mind, even if it comes true, will only keep a shape in the most general way.
As my men could profitably employ themselves on these streams, I moved slowly along, averaging not more than five or six miles per day and sometimes remained two days at the same encampment.
When you’re 8 years old, and you’ve become subconsciously familiar with the layout and design of Black Sparrow books, and you know the difference between Miles Davis and John Coltrane, something is bound to stick.
I’m going to tell you the story about the geese which fly 5,000 miles from Canada to France. They fly in V-formation but the second ones don’t fly. They’re the subs for the first ones. And then the second ones take over – so it’s teamwork.
There was a lake beneath me, but the big, heavy parachute which had to be opened two miles above the ground couldn’t be steered. My first thought was, ‘Lord, they send just one woman into space, and she has to end up in the water.’
I love training – I train a lot – but for 140, it’s worse. You have to run every day. I ran six miles in the morning, six miles at night and train MMA and other arts, too. It’s a lot of work, a lot of work.
To play 100 Tests is a lot of miles in the legs and just thinking about that many as a fast bowler hurts my back!
We’re trying to do what Miles Davis would have wanted us to do, which is approach it as artists with his life as the canvas.
I’m a professional cook. I’ve worked with other cooks from all over the world, but my family is not that way – they’re always lived within 25 miles of my hometown!
Chopin or Billy Eckstine or Miles Davis – that stuff helps me, more when I’ve already written and I need a little energy to keep editing.
I made an a capella cover of Kesha when everyone else was listening to Miles Davis and people didn’t like it. They imitated me.
Scientists at MIT and engineering schools all across America say that they could improve the fuel economy standards for the existing set of vehicles by 10 miles per gallon using existing technology, without compromising safety or comfort at all.
One step outside the gate, and we are among the sand-hills that stretch for miles and miles round Vera Cruz.
I don’t do much driving – about 5,000-6,000 miles a year. And most of that is to the airport and to the racing circuits.
The Fuse is a solar energy station in orbit 22,000 miles above the earth. But it’s more than just a big solar panel array. The Fuse is also home to Midway City, a technically illegal settlement that grew out of a bunch of engineers who decided they’d rather make a new life in space than return home to earth.
I love to walk three to four miles a day if I can.
You cannot underestimate people’s ability to spot a soulless, bureaucratic tactic a million miles away. It’s a big reason why so many companies that have dipped a toe in social media waters have failed miserably.
In my solitude, many miles from men and houses, I am in a childishly happy and carefree state of mind, which you are incapable of understanding unless someone explains it to you.
Everything officers go through in any chase anywhere in the country, but amped up 100 times! I’m right in the thick of things in a car going like 80 miles an hour, and doing 360s in the middle of the road. It was a wild ride.
New roads carve up the countryside, dispelling peace, creating a penumbra of noise, pollution and ugliness. Their effects spread for many miles.
You’ve got to be able to go 100 miles per hour in the ring, out of the ring, partying, and you’ve still got to make all your commitments.
If we are going to list guitar influences, the biggest one by far is Wes Montgomery. Also, Gary Burton was obviously huge for me in a number of ways. But beyond that, Clifford Brown, Miles Davis and Freddie Hubbard.
There’s no sort o’ mistake in little Bullet. He can pick up miles on his feet, and fling ’em behind him as fast as the next man’s hoss, I don’t care where he comes from. And he can keep at it as long as the sun can shine without resting.
In 1978, the tradition of running from village to village with a message was revived. that first run was from Davis to Los Angeles, a distance of 500 miles.
I live 50 miles from London and we’ve got some of the highest levels of teenage and childhood poverty in the country. It’s disgusting. Just because it’s a rural area, it gets forgotten.
I suppose, to be fair, I don’t miss the energy of youth very much – because I was never fit. So it doesn’t matter not being able to walk miles, striding the countryside, taking deep breaths and enjoying the scenery. That was never on my agenda.
Miles Davis, his parents migrated from Arkansas to Illinois, where he had the luxury of being able to practice for hours upon hours. He never would have been able to do that in the cotton country of Arkansas.
Detroit, the heart of the country… I grew up on 10 Mile, 2 miles better than 8 Mile.
I can do the equivalent of 150 miles per hour and not get stopped. I could quite happily pursue people down the motorway in my helicopter.
My grandmother started walking five miles a day when she was sixty. She’s ninety-seven now, and we don’t know where the hell she is.
We have 45,000 square miles of geography in Ohio.
Khaki trousers soon became the province of hipsters like Jack Kerouac and Miles Davis. They were taken to new heights by Ralph Lauren, who helped popularize them among college professors and preppy men.
I grew up in a small town about 40 miles outside London, but it was a fairly cosmopolitan household.
I grew up in a house with no running water, 16 miles from the closest place that had a post office. I had a very parochial view of the world.
I jog every day for seven to eight miles a day.
It was the 31st of August in 1962 that eighteen of us traveled twenty-six miles to the county courthouse in Indianola to try to register to become first-class citizens. We was met in Indianola by policemen, Highway Patrolmen, and they only allowed two of us in to take the literacy test at the time.
I began to write poetry in high school, and would ride miles over sandy roads in the fine hills around Cedar Rapids, repeating the lines over and over until I had them right, making some of the rhythm of the horse help.
You have to stay in shape. My grandmother, she started walking five miles a day when she was 60. She’s 97 today and we don’t know where the hell she is.
I don’t get carried away by any praise; I know I have miles to go.
I get started at 5:30 in the morning and write till 10 A.M. Then I hike six or seven miles before going back to work.
New York is only 97 miles from Philadelphia but was the Big Time as no other American city has ever been.
When I was about twenty-five years of age, Professor Sims informed me that I could sing, but added, ‘I would like to be at least forty miles away while you are doing it.’
Miles Davis fully embraced possibilities and delved into it. He was criticized heavily from the jazz side. He was supposed to be part of a tradition, but he didn’t consider himself part of a tradition.
Miles Davis turned his back to the audience when he came out on stage, and he offended people. But, he wasn’t there to entertain; he was all about the music. I kind of do that.
Americans! They want to go 600 miles an hour, and they don’t know how to walk! Look at them in the street. Bent over. Coughing! Young men with gray faces! Why can’t they look at the animals? Look at a cat. Look at any animal. The only animal that doesn’t hold its stomach in is the pig.
You’re supposed to create new standards. The more you play songs by your peers, they become standards, you know? Miles Davis played ‘Gingerbread Boy’ ‘cos he and Jimmy Heath were cool, you know? That’s how the culture goes.
