Reason #241 to exercise regularly

When you go out, you'll be that much more likely to have plans to go to the gym later. And so, when you are sitting on a bench peaceably doing crafts and talking to others who are also peaceably doing crafts, and suddenly a pigeon explosively poops all across your shoulders, you will have a much higher probability of having a tank top to change into.

Thank you, gym habit.

(For those of you with an interest in history, the last time I was pooped on by a bird was late 1993, the day I lost my virginity. That's always made for a great story... well, at least if "great" means I've had an entire subway platform fall silent when I told it too loudly. Are there any parallels to be drawn here? Well, nothing that would make heisenbug jealous, but it may mark the day I fell deeper into the depths of shameless knitterhood. Because before I went off to change into the tank top, when someone told me that I had a bit of poop in my hair as well as all over my T-shirt, I held up my pristine knitting and said but look what it didn't get!. What can I say... sometimes you just have to look for the bright side.)