A few years ago, I was your typical office-worker: stressed out, uneven energy, overweight, and inconsistent complexion. Now I'm just your typical 28-year old urban hunter-gatherer on a quest to be healthy, and having a few adventures along the way. See my full bio.
Ever see I Am Legend? Will Smith has New York City all to himself. Oh yeah, except for a few zombies. That was like our 5-mile run at 7am this morning.
A group of us did the Summer Fun Run up Park Avenue, which had been blocked off from the Financial District up to 72nd St. Totally surreal running in the street with no cars around. And when we approached Grand Central, it felt right out of the movie. Deserted streets, a silent city, no cars, and running up the ramp that approaches the imposing and impressive terminal, sitting there in the middle of the road, forcing the road to contort itself around it, and forcing you to look at it.
And the zombies? They were chasing us. Zombie joggers. Heaving, huffing and puffing, drooling, misshapen, angry, and hungry for human flesh bagels.
Good preparation for our 8-mile run with Christopher McDougall on Wednesday -- feel free to join even if running in normal sneakers.
