Mood : Ecfuckingstatic 
I reminisce of the stale crowd of New York Spots Club as I fight the urge to take a short nap on the second elliptical from the left wall... I admit, it is the one at the perfect angle from the mirror, strategically placed so as to allow me a full view of myself in the mirror in the event my eyes wander away from the textbook afore me¹. I am on this elliptical because the innumerable stress fractures (courtesy of treadmill, first from fountain) riddling my feet need to heal... Absolutely no idea why I choose to reminisce of such a dull moment, as I step/pedal away on a similar machine, years later, miles away. read more »
April 7th, 2010
