One of my favourite past times while traveling is always to visit the central city park of the town I’m in.
I especially like to catch the evening/afterwork timeslot when the joggers come alive. It’s a nice way to observe the city’s population, the demographic structure, the fashion, the female-male principles … It proves that jogging has just enough of commonground everywhere that it can serve for a good comparisson platform.
Today I got to observe this phenomenon in my hometown tonight. Funny thing, …i got so used to being amongst the jogging population that I forgot how decorative and essential the joggers are to a city park furniture line-up. Or should I say how essential aesthetic elements we can all be to a piece of an urban getaway even if we only run through it.
