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6:35 AM. Driving up Yonge Street to the 401, blissfully empty but for joggers and power walkers. I count 23 women and one man in the space of about five blocks. Apparently men don't get up early for this kind of thing. Watching people power walk makes me want to stop and say, look, just run already, OK? You might as well. You've got the shorts, the shoes, the gear. And you look ridiculous moving your arms like that. Then I think, yeah, but someday I'll end up power walking and have to dine at my word buffet yet again.
It's hot and humid already, probably 25 degrees, and sunny. This part of Yonge street is beautiful in the morning. |
