I'm still moving quite fast and I'm not as sore as I was yesterday (due to the boxing class) but I have a feeling I'll be sore tomorrow.
On the way back, b/w 22 & 23rd Street some dumb meat-head -- who saw the major oncoming traffic -- decided to run head-first into the street. Tank top and no brains. I am glad he's alive but it would've been justified if his foot had been run over.
How can anyone justify that level of stupidity?
My wife worked hard today and I'll buy her some flowers.
Thank you for reading.
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