For Father's Day, I decided to take the day off (I worked continuously the 6 days prior, I thought I deserved a break) and catch Man Of Steel.
The theater - Cinemark at The River - is 4.9 miles away from where I'm staying. Why not walk it? I didn't have much of a choice since my car wasn't with me. So what if the theater is two cities over? I got dressed and huffed it.
The film was fine, I enjoyed it.
Leaving, I knew I had another 4.9 miles to go before I got home. I hitched my backpack a little higher on my back and hit the road.
Some would call me foolish walking 10 miles in triple-digit temperatures. (It was 108° on the way home, a little cooler when I'd left.) I see it as an adventure.
When I can't do something like this any longer? Then - and only then - will you be able to call me foolish.
(Then again ... maybe it's better I simply don't take any more days off work ...)
.......... Ruprecht ( STOP )
You know ... you should really stop being foolish.
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Mad dogs and Englishmen go out in the noonday sun...
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