Steps

Here is what goes through your mind when you hoof it across campus to get some cheap exercise* on your rest day**:

“Christ, why do I live in this state?”

“Christ, it’s gray out.”

“Christ, February is the worst month.”

“Christ, I forgot my lip balm, didn’t it?”

*—Also valuable for mental wellness, especially if you aren’t angrily muttering to yourself most of the time.

**—Special guest appearance by the fuzz of Fluff, the American Long Hair who lives with me.