Tuesday, April 8, 2008
So, I am cheating on my treadmill. It's with a box of tissues and some cold medicine. Don't judge me.... it started off innocent enough. I thought it was just a simple allergy but before I realized what was happening, it had developed into a full fledged cold. I know what you're thinking about me, but come on, everyone does this at least once in their life and besides, my treadmill is a torturous and wretched contraption anyway. I see how it looks at me though.....all plugged in and waiting for some attention. But, I need more from my treadmill. Three pounds down in one month is pathetic.
As always, I will go back. Back to our love/hate relationship. After all, we need each other.
**disclaimer:
This post is meant to be in jest. It is a result of recent illness and a small pity party I have been having with myself. This pity party has evoked melancholy, sentimental moods that have resulted in some recent previous posts. I was not fishing for compliments but very much appreciate all your kind comments. :)
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2 comments:
Maybe your treadmill and my exercise bicycle can go on a run together. My exercise bike would love to get out from underneath the clothes piled on top of it!
Nothing wrong with fishing for compliments..isn't that why we have a comment section :-)? 3lbs a month doesn't feel like a lot and then 6 months later I think dang! that would have been 18!..I hate that ;-)
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