Thursday, March 27, 2014

The Long Road Back And The Company Kept

The old gym was packed.

Young people crammed into insanely priced studios with five other people, catching a deal on exercise equipment, trainers working carefully with the less fit, the 60, 70, 80 year-olds grimly biking, running, gliding, walking, stepping, pushing, pulling, the children stoically on treadmills with watchful parents nearby - the neighborhood.  All here, in beat-up sweats and chic stretch.

An old knee, eager to remember younger days of bike messengering and the once-easy commute to City College, joins the crowd and begins a new journey slowly peddling in place through the neighborhood crowd.

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