I had to go to the zoo today for an anth lab, and decided to bike there. It'd been a while since I rode anywhere of substance. So when Connecticut Ave became steep, I wanted to die. I was breathing incredibly fast - yay for my other chronic illness, asthma - and had to walk up.
This is beginning to effect a lot of parts of my life, and I need to stop that.
Post Script: Observing tamarin monkeys only made me miss indian food.
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