July 25th, 2011

beartato phd

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Due to "train traffic" (a phrase my stepmom laughed out loud at when she and my dad were visiting, but which is all too real) the train home took like 20m to get from Jay St. (the antepenultimate station preceding my own) to Bergen St. (the penultimate). Fed up, and crossing my fingers that it wasn't raining, I exited at Bergen. On a separate whim, I decided to try running continuously the way home from there, and succeeded, despite my general lack of cardiovascular exercise in this city to date. I was pretty decently tired afterwards, and estimated based on tiredness that maybe it was about a mile, and I checked with google maps and it turned out to be more like 0.5 a mile. Disappointing performance! I should exercise more.