Blog#2: Sound Walk

Today the weather was warm in the Bronx, and everyone definitely took advantage of it. I decided to go for a jog around my neighborhood. As I begin to walk everyone’s outside having fun. The old men are sitting out in front of the bodega playing dominoes, slamming the table, and speaking in Spanish. As I turn the corner, traffic is backed up because of the garbage truck, everyone is pissed off and honking at one another. Heading on to Westchester Avenue, the main strip, trains are passing by, blocking out all the other noises for a few seconds. Then the sound of cars driving and people talking once again resumes. I turn in to St. Lawrence Avenue and Beyoncé’s Drunken Love is playing and young girls jumping rope. As the girls are playing jump rope, I hear the sound of the rope hitting the floor. The sound is repetitive until she loses balance and trips. Her friends burst into laughter and I just chuckled a little bit. When I got to the end of the block I slowly jog my way to the park. I hear my heart beating and cars driving by. Once I make it to the park, I take a break and sit on the bench. I continue to hear my heart beat and I hear myself inhaling and exhaling. While taking a rest, the kids are screaming and crying as their playing in the park. Sitting near the swings I hear the metal screeching as the little boy rocks back and forth. As I continue my work out, I pass near the soccer field and the guys are yelling at their team mate in Spanish. I have no clue what was being said but it did not look and sound very nice. Then I pass the guys and girls that are playing handball. I hear them grunting while their hitting the ball with all their might, and also the sound of the ball bouncing back. I pick up the pace and begin to jog again, this time I decided to put my iPod on and listen to my work out playlist.