(actually, seeing as it’s also my phone, the answer to that rhetorical question would be, obviously, in my pocket, but I digress)
because while I was waiting at the stoplight, I happened to see an event worthy of capture: a very large man (think Lebron James size), riding a very small bike (think bmx size), steering with one hand (his right), while trying to text on his phone with the other! Making matters worse, he was wearing a backpack over the steering shoulder only (thus upsetting his center of balance) and there was a texting pedestrian was walking straight towards him! Oh, and both the pedestrian and cyclist were going against the light, and there was a car waiting impatiently to make a turn. The pedestrian looked up at the very last possible second, dodged left (huh?), right into the texting cyclist (who veered right). The pedestrian was left standing, the cyclist, his phone and contents of his bag were splayed throughout the intersection. All this happened in like, 5 seconds.
When are we going to learn that we can only do one thing at a time, if we want to do it well?
However, I am not one to take my own advice. This is Juneathon, and I’m using the opportunity to not only be diligent with my exercise, but to also put some new habits into motion, thus making me guilty of trying to do more than one thing at a time. I’m starting with these:
- cross-training. Two days a week I have “rest/cross-training” days. I am lazy. I rest. Not any more.
- reading my New Yorker magazine within the week that it arrives. I’m very serious about this, even if it means I have to give up binge watching Breaking Bad to do so.
I will not rest on my two day laurels (yes, today’s Juneathon run of 5 easy miles is already in the bank). Tomorrow will be the first hurdle. It’s my first scheduled “rest/cross-training” day of Juneathon, AND it’s the day my New Yorker arrives. The pressure’s on.
Let’s just hope there are no one-handed texting cyclists and multi-tasking pedestrians in my way.
- runs: 2
- miles ran: 8.1
- # of downed cyclists: 1
- # of texting idiots: 2