When I first moved to New York City, I was often trampled as I walked down the sidewalks by native New Yorkers who were in a hurry to get everywhere. Get in their way and you risked at best dirty looks, perhaps grumbling and even an occasional sarcastic comment.
Within weeks, however, my pace quickened and I could long-stride down 7th Avenue with the best of them.
Today, I noticed that native New Yorkers are now too slow -- I'm faster than 90 percent of this city's residents.
I've previously noted the jokes that have been made about how fast New Yorkers walk versus tourists. And yes, the tourists meandering down the streets in Times Square still drive me nuts. But to be irritated by the slow strides of high-speed New Yorkers? I'm going to have to put a mental speed regulator on or start wearing running shorts to work.