One PAX threw off the lure of the Fart Sack to inaugurate, not for the first time, the AO now known as The Clinic. Temperatures were 70 and sunny (actually 64, but no complainers here). According to the people preparing to charge other people money for the privilege of working out in the Broward Mall parking lot, this is more or less what happened:
Stretch and moan in the hotel parking lot. Short walk to get the blood flowing. Mosey 1/2 mile, then realize that office key has been left in the car.
Footnote: YHC has a routine. Hotel room, elevator, car (drop hotel key, office key, iPhone, wallet, and mask in the car AND leave them under the driver’s seat). Handshake, remember that part. UNDER THE DRIVER’S SEAT. YHC has been meaning to carry his office key with him; to quote Splinter from years ago, “We have all been a little tied up at some point during a workout.”
Route: Lake loop, cross Peters, office parking lot, past LaQuinta Hotel (no arrests in progress this morning), left on 78th/10th (north), left on Federated to Broward Blvd, and return the way YHC came…until…well, visions of Splinter telling YHC, “We have all been a little tied up at some point during a workout.” For 10 years, YHC has run around this area. Today was the first time YHC carried his office key fob. Building access, check. Clean facilities, check.
Leave the office and BTTVSF.
Number, name, YHC took himself out.
NMS:
After the workout, YHC goes for coffee. To get there, YHC unlocked and opened the car door, reached UNDER THE DRIVER’S SEAT (Handshake, pay attention) and found a hotel key, his iPhone, wallet, mask, and ANOTHER iPhone. YHC supposes someone put their phone under the seat of their rental vehicle and then forgot the phone. Or, perhaps YHC’s iPhone and hotel key had some weird transmorfication. Unclear. The Clinic is never boring. YHC will keep the PAX informed regarding any pictures which may appear on said additional phone.
Schedule update: The Clinic gathers regularly. Like DaVille, the day of the week changes from time to time. Many weeks, The Clinic happens on Wednesday’s at 5:30, sometimes 5, and occasionally 4:30. Sometimes, Tuesdays. Rarely Monday, though on Valentine’s / Galentine’s Day, the schedule calls for Monday. Almost never Friday. Thursdays are less rare, albeit not frequent. It has never met on a Saturday, nor on a Sunday. The precise start time is always roughly 5:30, though the Q does have some leeway to schedule according to local times, traditions, conditions, and decisions. Nonetheless, The Clinic meticulously starts on time every day it happens.
UpChuck spits the bit.
