People are funny

I've said it once, and I'll say it again. A lot of the stuff I see walking to work isn't scary, it's just funny.

I think one of my favorite things that happens when I'm walking is when someone is walking in the same direction as me. I somehow catch up with them, because I'm walking fast (losing weight, all that good stuff).

But I can never bring myself to pass these people up.

Some people are pushing a stroller. Some people are just walking like I am.

BUT FAR TOO MANY PEOPLE ARE OUT FOR A LEISURELY STROLL.

They walk slow. They take up the whole sidewalk. And then, when I finally do try to pass them, the decide that it's the worst thing in the world. Then we have to awkwardly walk in a single-file line, for a block or two.

Or six.

That's what happened to me this morning. I had to pass this guy near 12th and Downing. He was just walking too slow.

So I passed him and he decided that it was emasculating him. So he tried to keep up with me.

Buddy, not a good idea. I may be a little chubby, but my legs are muscle. I could kick my foot through a cement wall.

So, to the guy with the tiger tattoo and the rainbow bandanna -- better luck next time.

Kelly Clarkson doesn't even scare them off

It's been an uneventful two weeks on the way to work, besides the occasional chunks of what looked like pink lemonade vomit between Colfax and 14th on Broadway.



I wear my headphones on the way to and from work everyday. Yes, I look like a nerd. And for some strange reason, everyone who walks by me can hear exactly what I'm listening to.



Which means no more guilty-pleasure Kelly Clarkson. I mourn the loss.



Everyday, I walk by the Network Ministries building on Pearl and 14th. It's notable because it's where most of the transients I see on a daily basis hang out. They smoke cigarettes on the steps and talk mad garbage to most people who walk by. Good for them. I keep my head down. I've had my fair share of them follow me for a block or two, begging for a cigarette.


The photo above must have been taken while everyone was still asleep. Or drunk. I've never walked by and seen no one on those steps.

The search for interesting things on my walks continues.

Put your money where your mouth is.

Everyday, I walk by the gas station on the corner of 8th and Downing. I always kind of fantasize what it looks like in there.

So this morning, I decided I was going to put my money where my mouth was. Literally.

See, I’ve been sick the last few days. I caught a cold on Sunday and have been struggling with it. It’s tough to do any sort of exercise when you can’t breathe out of your nose.

So I’ve been breathing out of my mouth, like some sort of…mouth-breather.

Anyway, my lips are super chapped now. (Side note: I went to lunch with an old friend today. She was staring at my lips. “I’ve been sick,” I told her. I don’t think she was convinced.)

So I decided to stop in the aforementioned gas station to get some chap stick.

Only there was no chap stick.

There wasn’t much of anything. There were about 40 varieties of chips. About half that many varieties of cigarettes.

And that was it.

So my lips are still chapped. But at least I know what the inside of that gas station looks like now.

"Be careful when you walk to work"

Hi. I'm Kevin. And I walk to work everyday.

No, it's not far, but I do walk through Cap Hill. Which makes things interesting.

As a starting point, I walk about 1.8 miles to and from work. That's 3.6 miles. I figure I take a detour 3 or 4 times a week. That's another .4 of a mile a day. So I like to round it up to 4.

I walk for a few reasons. I'm on a constant diet because I have self-image issues. I was an environmental studies major in college, so I hug trees. But mostly, I hate paying the Denver parking barons. Really, I'm not going to pay on the low end $5 a day and on the high end $15. That's just too rich for my blood. So they can keep their spaces. I don't need them.

I do have a car, which I use to do my job mostly.

I don't have a girlfriend (again, self-image).

And oh yeah: I smoke. Which makes things fun.

Here's what my walk everyday looks like.

I'm hoping to post a few times a week. When something interesting happens, you'll hear about it. If it doesn't, you won't. Thanks for reading.