Walk, Jog, Fail
| April 26th, 2010Lately I’ve been trying to get out and do some more walking, mostly on my lunch break at work. It’s always nice to get out, get some fresh air and leave the suffocating and stifling confines of the cubicle. Plus, getting some exercise can be good for you. Dog knows I can use it!
I went out and got the Nike+ shoe-bud (to use in conjunction with my iPhone) and some Nike running shoes. The shoe bud failed about 2 months into it, but I downloaded a great app called Motion-X, that uses the GPS in the phone to track how far my walks go and then emails the data out to whomever you wish to read it. It also sends you the data to load into Google Earth so you can map out all the terrain you’ve covered. AND… it has controls for the tunes.
Jamming out some tunes is a pretty important part of the walks. It’s easy to cover long distances when you can lose yourself in some Atari Teenage Riot or Eyehategod for a good hour. I’ve tried walking with some friends at the office and while that’s pretty fun I run out of things to talk about after a few minutes. Plus, I tend to rant and curse a lot, so it’s probably best I don’t let work know what I really am all about.
One problem I’m having is pinky toe blisters. A couple weeks ago both toes were giant blisters like oversized whit and red grapes ready to burst out of their skin. Makes subsequent walks more painful indeed. I suppose I should head over to a foot specialist and get the right shoes for the job.
So, that’s how I get my exercise these days. After 4 hours in my cubi-coffin, I set out to the streets, looking for that elusive duffel bag of money that that some bank robber or mobster hid before he died.
Hey, gotta have something, right? Without hope, there’s nothing to look forward to.
