Don’t go in overdrive. Walk slowly, yet totally cool, to the start of the Williamsburg Bridge. Face that b*tch… and put some fitting music on…
You’re ready now, so start running… not too fast though…
Check clock. Only 20 seconds have passed. Curse. And decide that it might not have been a good idea to run while it’s 90° without any breeze. But keep going. You’re tough.
Check clock again. Almost a minute. You want to clap your hands, but don’t! you need them in case you trip… check shoe laces here, just in case… and take a short break. To tie them laces, off course. Better safe than sorry.
You’re halfway up the bridge. You may want to close your mouth at this point…. Too late. Pause while you choke in a bug. Attack a biker if you need someone to Heimlich method you back to life. Restart. Head held high.
You’re almost on top of the bridge. Yay! Things will go much better going down… unless you feel that ponytail slapping in your eyes. You can take a break here to braid your hair instead.
Now is a good time to decide you’ll make a picture of the Freedom Tower on a daily bases, just to show the progress to your friends back home. Better pause for a second (or 65) to get that shot rigth!
Almost there! Some fourteen minutes have past… of which you ran three, that’s a good start!… and then sweat is dripping in your eyes – Try to stay cool while you poke your eye. You’re perfectly capable to run down with half of a sight… oops, dog. Euh… yeah, you need two eyes.
Died a dozen deaths, but – bravo! – you made it!
Unfortunately…
You need to turn, and do it all over again.
PS: An almost true reflection of my first attempt…
PPS: It’s a calling, really…
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