Tuesday, April 28, 2020

The future's no more when every tomorrow is the same as before.

How they do in the East Village
I am out of shape. I was huffing and puffing, like a middle aged man. Had to walk a couple times. Not a great day, a little unfocused, but at least I'm not depressed.

Social distancing is hard. Some are with the program, others entirely not.

Distance: 2.5 miles
Duration: 25:01
Pace: 10:01
Route: Forest Hill Pond Loop
Temperature: 66°
Climate: Muggy, which is different.
Mood: not great

What's That Lyric?
Dance of the Clairvoyants - Pearl Jam

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