October 23, 2014
My walks home from the gym have gone from efficient, utilitarian just-using-my-legs-for-transportation trips to out and out treks that are double the mileage necessary to get me home. The route varies, and I often go way out of my way, heading south when I should be heading north, east when I should be going west, before the “business” of actually getting home enters the picture. Sometimes I favor a route filled with trees and grass, other times one car-clogged and industrial. But whatever route I take, I enjoy it “unplugged”, with no planned itinerary. I love this city like mad.