5/5 Johnny N. 4 months ago on Google β’ 261 reviews
One
of
my
simple
pleasures
in
this
life
is
to
wake
up
fresh
as
a
daisy
on
a
blessed
Sunday,
lace
up
my
size
12
all
black
Bondi
7
Hokas
and
make
the
on
foot
excursion
from
Alphabet
City
to
Central
Park,
culminating
at
the
Jacqueline
Kennedy
Onassis
Reservoir.
Oh
yeah,
you
read
that
right.
Size
12.
hehe
:)
Also
a
core
requirement
for
the
journey
is
getting
a
soft
pretzel
from
a
pretzel
stand
on
the
entrance
to
Central
park
on
8th
ave
and
59th
street.
I
get
salt
on
the
pretzel
but
scrape
it
off
because
I
just
want
a
*hint*
of
salt,
not
a
full
salty
boi
you
know?
I
know
people
will
argue
these
soft
pretzels
kinda
taste
like
cardboard,
but
they're
just
so
good
to
me.
A
bit
crunchy
on
the
outside
with
a
soft
doughy
interior.
F,
now
I
want
one.
Fueled
by
a
soft
pretzel
w/
a
hint
of
salt,
I
snake
through
the
park
and
end
up
at
the
Jackie
O
Reservoir.
There
is
nothing
quite
as
humbling
as
getting
to
the
north
end
at
96th
street,
turning
around
and
just
taking
in
the
New
York
Skyline
reflected
off
the
rippling
water.
One
of
my
favorite
views
in
the
city.
Maybe
it
was
growing
up
by
the
ocean,
but
something
about
being
near
a
big
body
of
water
really
allows
me
to
be
at
ease
with
myself.
Also,
walking
around
this
1.58
mile
gravel
track
is
a
great
way
to
get
your
steps
in.
As
a
result
of
this
excursion
I
hit
39,629
steps
last
Sunday.
The
fact
I
didn't
hit
40k
has
been
keeping
me
up
these
past
few
nights.
Less
than
400
steps
away
from
greatness
and
I
couldn't
get
it
done?
It's
events
like
these
that
really
make
me
question
who
I
am
as
a
man.
I
need
my
get-back.....
IG
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