Long walk to the other side

Most mornings I walk to a Starbucks about 1.5 miles from the house. The trip is a combination of exercise, coffee, reading and writing. Plenty of steps for the old Fitbit.

The distance to “the office” is not a problem, but I dread crossing streets in the big city. Here is the crosswalk I fear the most. This crossing is right next to Best Buy headquarters and is nine lanes across. I counted this morning.

longstreetThere is a signal for pedestrians, but it is this signal that annoys me. I noticed today that the signal gave me enough time to make it across a lane and a half before the blinking orange halt hand appears. I might make two lanes with a speed walking start. While it is true that I no longer possess the blinding speed of my youth, I seriously doubt that the delay would allow an Olympic sprinter to make the crossing in time. All of those young professionals hurrying off to the office and me annoying them in a desperate quest for coffee.

I have heard the impression that “only the good die young” and I take some solace in the expression, but I would rather not be taken out by junior in his BMW.

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