the treadmill (as fast as I move on the treadmill, around 6 mph) when something happened that led to my Blackberry flying thru the air and landing on the floor behind me. I'm still unclear as to how it all went down, but the next thing I know, my headset has come undone and AC/DC is blasting from my phone (for those of you who don't know, I listen to my music so loud you can hear it coming out of my nose). Mortified. The age groups in the gym at this moment are some women in their 60's walking on the treadmill and a couple of cougars on the ellipticals. And me. I almost did a face plant trying to quickly co-ordinate my feet in jumping to the sides so I could safely escape the spinning tarmac and try to repo a bit of dignity. I'm sure everyone on the elliptical machine had a good time watching.So I finished my 20 on the treadmill, then hopped on the Stairmaster. What is that thing? If the goal of this machine is to simulate someone holding a blow torch to my ankles, then well done. I did 10 and made a hasty exit to the elliptical for 30, then around to the bike for 20.
So after my little brief 80's fest, while on the elliptical I'm watching ESPN as I do, and my nemisis Michael Vick is saying that if he could play for any team it would be the Panthers because "they play Atlanta twice a year". He also mentioned "it's close to home", but I don't really consider him to be human so I can't understand him having a family that he wants to see and isn't his little ghetto brother Marcus in Miami anyway? Move over Tim Tebow, Steve Spurrier and Urban Meyer...my focus of negative energy may have shifted back to MV for the time being. And as an FYI to ESPN, he is not the greatest football player in the history of the free world...please do get over him. We did.
OK, here is the weather report from the great GRAY deep midwest- namely Oklahoma.......beautiful morning and then back to gray skies. I am reading a book about a stock broker who spent time on the Cape- he did not really want to leave... ever. After reading his description, I fully understand why. Ran 9.1 miles in your honor today.
ReplyDeleteyour heading back in black, reminded me of old pep rallies... long ago were the days, when we said "what (lean forward), what (lean backward), what (lean to the right), what (lean to the left), what(circling now), what(circling now), what (circling now), what(circling now), waht (circling now), what (circling now), what??????? WE GOT THE SPIRIT!"
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I like the Christian Science Monitor mention...not that I am or even going there but way to pull off the obscure.
ReplyDelete100 pushups at one time is quite a tiresome endeavor. 100 for a workout is very good. Next, get Jami to have you perform 100 burpees...do it for time, and you'll really feel like a staplers been at your whole body.
Does this blog help you stay on the horse even when the horse stumbles(I'm referencing the chili and grilled cheese)? It appears to be a strong tool for your friends to keep you on track.
And yeah we'll see how Julie reacts to "socially unacceptable, light of the world" Michael....she didn't like the zone diet so I would be willing to bet this will be met with the utmost resistance. But I'm so charming...haha....I should be able to overcome it.
Melissa, 6 mph is faster than i can run on the treadmill - i'm more of a 5.0 - 5.2 kind of girl!
ReplyDeleteAllison...I just had to wipe tears away. You crack me up.
ReplyDeleteGilbert...I'd like to blame the last 3 weeks on the new and lightweight socially illiterate Me, but seeing as how I blacked out at a company function a few weeks prior I don't think I honestly can. Tuck has accepted that he has to watch me eat 500 calories before I have a drink...tell Julie I said "hi" (maybe she remembers me drinking champagne from a plastic "class of '98" cup?) And yes, the horse keeps stumbling...if those damn Girl Scouts come sniffing around one more time it's going to get ugly.
Christine...you may notice that my treadmill time comes in small increments; much better on a bike or an elliptical, but I'm just looking to work all muscles (mainly some new found ones called "shin splints"