Urban Workout

Today was my second day on the metro (fifth in my life). What a workout! I have no idea as to the distance, but I’m clear on the 20-minute speed walk with intermittent stair runs to make connections. Who needs a gym?

We weren’t actually in a hurry, but I’m glad we raced through. Sitting all day tightens my back. And there was one part of the metro that creeped me out. That part I was more than happy to traverse at lightening speed. 

First we walked down a long staircase, then through a short bit of tunnel with a lower ceiling—hello, claustrophobia—, and then up a steep, suddenly much narrower, and very long set of stairs. Just about anything could happen there and security would be none the wiser. Later I found out that in fact, all sorts of bad goes on in that bit. So, mental note: no more Pantitlan metro connections for me. That’s what cabs are for. The memory still makes me shiver.

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