This is my new gym, this morning
I was originally thrilled with finding a gym so close to my house that is not that expensive but still nice - until I started running on their treadmills. I run pretty fast, alternating between a 6 and 7 minute mile. Apparently the machine could not keep up with me. About halfway into my 6 min mile sprint, the TV screen FELL OFF of the treadmill. It didn't hit me, but it did break my stride. Undeterred, I quickly switched to another open machine and began to ramp up the speed. Just as I was reaching my pace, I noticed the machine was vacilating wildly between speeds of 10.0 and 7.0. I kept on running into the front of the machine whenever it would decide to slow for no reason. So frustrating!
Of course, I run downstairs to tell the front door guy that now two of the treadmills have failed. He basically barely looked at me and mumbled something. By the time I ran back up the stairs to try yet another machine, I could only do a few minutes. I was just too exhausted - and yet I felt like I had barely gotten my runner's high. I didn't even make it to the good Rihanna song on my playlist!
I tried to resurrect the morning with a little weight lifting:
Not nearly as fun I have never had this happen to me before! The machines are built to go up to 10.0 at least - so I really hope it's not my speed. I love running fast. I get into the Zone where I'm breathing very evenly and lightly and barely sweating; it's the closest thing to flying I can imagine. And the satisfaction that comes with finishing a hard run is unbeatable. It makes me feel alive.
*scorpio*
