I started running. Well, jogging and sometimes walking. And I did it for a little over 2 weeks in converse chuck talyors. yup, what a fool, and how mean to my feet and chins. I didn't realize this however, until I decided to run the whole way around Showa Kinen Koen, I'm guessing about 8-10 miles...more like ten when you are lost, and it's hot outside and your feet are in pain. You want to run to find your way home but you can't run for fear of heat stroke and bloody feet. At last, the place that I usually run to and turn around... I made it! 2 1/2 hours later.
I ended up buying some seriously real running shoes the next day, and have been a happy jogger, and only jogger, no more walking ever since.
Actually I have a few more confessions while I'm at it.
I now eat meat on more of a regular basis, I'll say once every other day or every 3 days. It doesn't make me happy and it doesn't make me feel good, but these yakitori and the like are not that bad, and liver is not that good but I always have some when it's ordered. Sorry animals.
...and one more, this one for my friend Chelsea. I'm starting to like salt and flavor things with it. But not my pizza. I haven't fallen that much in love with it.