Joy & Curiosity #60

Interesting & joyful things from the previous week

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Yesterday morning, the day after Halloween, I went rucking. Quite the word, and it’s not a typo. It comes from rucksack and means to walk or hike with a heavy backpack or weights on your back. I like to use the weighted vest my wife got me for my birthday a few years ago. It weighs 30kg/60lbs. Its appearance has made other people stop and ask me things like: are you police? is that a bulletproof vest?

No comments like that yesterday. And I was ready for comments when I said hello to the older couple I passed, or when I talked to the guy who was lost with his bike and wanted directions. Maybe I detected a funny look — a barely noticeable shift in facial features?

Back home, I went to get a shower and right before, in the mirror, I saw what my fellow walkers and riders in the woods must’ve seen: I still had my Halloween vampire costume’s blood-dripping-from-edges-of-mouth makeup on.