It’s Okay to Be a Grammar Geek

This afternoon I devoted quite a bit of time to cleaning and errands. Things are chaotic around here, because I’ve done so much Italian in recent weeks and so little of anything else.

Tonight I went to a holiday party for my old running team, the New York Harriers. It was like stepping back in time. I haven’t run for the team or been to such an event since probably 1998.

Around midnight, although I was still having fun, I left because I was planning to run a 15K in Van Cortlandt Park the following morning. I decided to go to the N/R subway stop at 8th Street.

The train took forever to come; I had clearly made a bad choice of subways. So I was standing there in the subway station waiting for about 45 minutes, surrounded by partying college-age people. Fortunately, I had my Italian verb book to keep me company.

I felt nerdy standing around doing Italian verb exercises amid a bunch of exuberant Saturday night celebrants, but I can say with total honesty that I didn’t mind one bit.