Tag Archives: walking

Numbers game

I’m wearing a wearable for the first time today.

fitbit

I received my FitBit Charge earlier this week at a work event in Denver. I don’t know that I would have bought one, but I am excited to have the opportunity to try one out for free.

I was curious to see how many steps a New Yorker like myself — who walks everywhere on a normal day — would put in without going for an extra walk or run.

Today I was working at my office, which requires a walk back-and-forth to the subway, and a lot of desk work.

Looks like I should hit around 7,500 steps by bedtime.  Not too shabby.

Let’s see what a weekend of running errands and goofing off in the neighborhood nets me. I think I can crush that 10,000 step goal.

 

 

Deja vu

This couch is sitting in the trash outside my building.

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It looks just like the couch I bought for my very first apartment way back in…well, no need getting distracted by dates.

One thing is for sure — it’s timeless.

Ugly then, ugly now.

NYC stories

nyc montageA fun little encounter during my errands yesterday…

I was on the Upper East Side, waiting to cross the street, when a woman asked me where the nearest subway station was located.

I was headed there, so I led the way. We started chatting, and I learned that she:

  • lives in Florida, where I am headed for vacation
  • has family in Kentucky, where I grew up
  • attended Morehead State University, a college that I never hear mentioned outside of the state of Kentucky

She was on her way to a movie audition.  Hope you got the part, Kelly!

When only one word will do

This was a crappy day.

I woke up to a vomiting dog. He’s feeling much better now, but it took a $400 vet visit to do the job.

My to-do list was repeatedly stymied by frustrating people and annoying road blocks.

And my evening dog walk, usually my stress reducer, was washed out — literally — by a cloud burst that left me and Rory sopping wet.

Yep, crappy was the word of the day. So this video really spoke to me.

…and puts a smile on my face! Great way to put this day to bed and start fresh tomorrow.

5 reasons to take the subway

subwayFirst-time visitors to New York City may be hesitant to take the subway.

I was you once; I spent too much money on taxis and wore myself out walking dozens upon dozens of city blocks.

But trust me —

The subway is the best way to get around town.

Here are 5 reasons to give the MTA a chance the next time you are in town.

  1. Speed — The subway is usually the fastest way between Point A and Point B.  There’s no traffic to contend with, and you have express train options when you have longer trips or are traveling from borough to borough.
  2. Cost — Currently $2.75 a ride, the subway is cheaper than any taxi ride. And while walking is free, you have to think about the cost of your time, and the wear-and-tear on your body. Most of my friends leave NYC broken-down and exhausted from the unaccustomed amount of walking they do…and it was supposed to be vacation.
  3. Comfort  — Except at morning and evening rush, the subway has room to breathe and seats for most travelers. I have claustrophobia, and I use the subway without any problem.
  4. People Watching  — Everyone takes the subway in New York City, from celebrities to crazies on the street…so you will see everything. It is a slice of humanity like no other. You’ll return home with story upon story.
  5. Performances — Like this one:

I mean, come on — take a chance and take a ride!

Sniff test

Trash day is tomorrow here in NYC — heck , we have it three days a week — so the garbage bags were lining the streets during my evening walk with Rory.

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In my neighborhood most of the bags are Mint-X brand, advertised to be rodent-repellent…which got me thinking —

What do mice have against mint?

Is it poisonous to them? Does it make them sick? Will it irritate their creepy rodent skin?

Nope. They simply don’t like the smell.

Well, la te da. Sorry to offend the disease-carrying little critters.

Telephone tip

samsung galaxy s5I depend on my cellphone.

Most people do these days.

It’s never more apparent than when you misplace it or break it for even a single day.

It’s like losing a limb.

And I am ever so grateful to have my cellphone in hand when I’m walking down the sidewalk and see a couple of petition people lying in wait.

Like today.

I’m sure the two young ladies had something important to discuss with me — they always do, right? — but I just wanted to be on my way.  And my cellphone allowed me to do just that.

As soon as the petition people were in view, I put the cellphone to my ear and begin having a fascinating conversation.

With no one.

The petition people don’t bother folks on the phone.

Give it a try yourself sometime.

I hear voices

I had appointment after appointment today, so I was walking through the streets of Manhattan for hours….which meant I overheard a lot of chatter.

My favorites were between kids and their parents.

overheardEAVESDROP #1

Child: Mom, can I get a smoothie?

Mom: I don’t have any money.

Child: Well, can’t we just buy some?

EAVESDROP #2

Child: …we saw Adrian afterwards.

Grandmother: It’s nice that he lives close by.

Child: Yes, right by the sewer.

EAVESDROP #3

Child in Stroller: Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo Woo…

Dad: Do you simply have to be heard all the time?

Child: (silence) Yes. Woo Woo Woo Woo
You’re welcome.

Sorry about that

My back hurts.

pain blocksI don’t know why. Or even how.

But for the better part of a week, it has been giving me fits.

I’ve seen one doctor; I have an appointment with another on Tuesday. I wouldn’t be surprised if it takes a few more to figure out what’s going on and how to get me some relief.

This isn’t the first time my back has ‘gone out,’ as they say.  But I had forgotten how much it affects everything else. I mean, when it hurts to sit and lie down and walk and stand…

Well, let’s just say it’s hard to find joy in the simple things. Or anything.  You become a big ol’ grouch.

I’m trying not to be. But it hurts when I do.

WAH!

You know how little kids will cry and scream like they’re dying, and then suddenly turn the tears off like a faucet?

It is surprisingly effective in adulthood.

no signalWhen I was walking Rory before dinner tonight, I heard shouting and crying from somewhere in my neighborhood.  Soon I discovered the source — a woman walking on the other side of my street, having a  fit on her cellphone.

Then suddenly her cellphone signal appeared to drop, and so did the tantrum.

She stopped crying. Her face went slack. She looked as calm and cool as a cucumber as she redialed the number. But as soon as the other party picked up —

Insanity.

I have no idea how successful she was pleading her case on the phone, but she certainly got everyone’s attention on my street.