Out for a walk

[avram]

A beautiful, spring-like day! It was 69°F this afternoon, and bright and clear. I’m actually uncomfortably warm, and wish I’d brought over more of my t-shirts yesterday. I did a little online job-hunting (responded to an ad for an ongoing freelance job that I’d really like to get), sent some email to my contact at the project I’m currently working on (I’m having trouble FTPing files over), and then went out for a walk.

I’d found a listing a few weeks ago for an art supply store in Hoboken, about a mile’s walk, so I figured I’d stroll up there and check the place out. Turns out it’s in an old factory that’s been turned into offices and artists’ studios. Five floors up, and it was closed. Oh well, I wasn’t going to buy anything anyway. I snapped some photos on the way down the grillwork staircase on the outside of the building, and look, there’s the American flag in one of them.

Undid all the good of exercising by having a calzone on the way home. Then I found a beautiful little coffee bar — Basic, at Eighth and Erie, close enough to revisit often, I think — surrounded by Brooklyn-style brownstones, and compounded my folly with chocolate milk and a brownie. Did a little sketching, but nothing worth scanning.

I’ve finished Dark Light and started Engine City. It’s a lot more straightforward than the earlier books; the intro outright clears up a bunch of things that had been mysteries in the first two.

Comments

[womzilla.livejournal.com]

You know, even if you take weight loss as a good in and of itself--and I emphatically don't--it's foolish to think of "undoing" the good of exercise. The body isn't a savings account, one shilling of good in, one shilling of bad out. You got a good, healthy walk; nothing can take that away from you.