Walk Hard

This weekend I watched the faux biopic Walk Hard: The Dewey Cox Story which is a very funny movie, but not what this post is all about. This is about walking, and the fact that walking in New Jersey is hard. I don’t mean hard like up a steep grade (although that is indeed hard) I mean hard like no sidewalks, no bathrooms, and no cross walks when you need them.

Of course no one walks anywhere anymore so it’s understandable. Oh – people walk for their health. Lots of people do that. But tell someone that you walked to get from point “A” to point “B” and they will almost certainly ask if your car is broken down, especially if “A” and “B” are further than a couple of blocks.

This morning I walked a mile and a half to get from the College Avenue Campus to the Busch Campus rather than take the bus (which is another subject entirely!) My horoscope this morning told me to start walking which was pretty spooky since I had already walked most of the way to work the day before. Needless to say I complied! For the first time I used a newly installed bike/walking path to cross the Raritan River. It was very nice, but sure enough to get to it I had to cross a busy street (one lane only – but hey!) without a cross walk to get on the bridge. I survived. (I guess it would be even harder for the bike riders who would have to jump the curb and climb a flight of steps.)

Just as the hoproscope had suggested, the time I spent walking really gave me a chance to get my thoughts together. The day has been better as a result. Wait up Dewey! You don’t have to walk alone.