Sun Yat-sen Memorial Park

This evening, I exercised in the park.  There's an elementary school that takes up a corner of the Sun Yat-sen Memorial Park that leaves its track open for old people and kids playing basketball or smoking.  I did some weird kung fu exercises on the dimly-lit track that I normally feel self-conscious about doing.  Last time I did them, an old man told me I shouldn't do them because they're bad for my knees.  I felt ashamed to continue in front of him, so I left.

This time, there was a man spinning in the middle of the track.  He just kept spinning the whole time, and was still spinning when I left.  Maybe he's training to be an astronaut.