I walked around Stewart Park a bit (not running, but still better than sitting on my ass), deliberately got myself lost, ended up crossing the railroad bridge that runs alongside 13 (yes, I felt the rails for oncoming train activity; I have no desire to reenact Stand By Me), walking along the tracks and then under another bridge to come out by the high school. I ran around the high school and back home and here I am now, in need of a shower and food. Since I have no food, I have to go out. Last time I went to Wegmans in the early AM on a weekday, it was empty. I hope it'll be likewise today.
Better get moving. Those papers aren't going to write themselves (despite me having given them plenty of time to do so. Lazy fuckin' papers).
"you can do a lot in a lifetime, if you don't burn out too fast" †