In which I relate to you all how much of an idiot I am...
Since I've pretty much told everyone I know anyway, I will embellish upon the abrasion that is currently residing on my knee. You see, I'm having this period of self improvement and self discovery right now (which I a story for a whole other post). Anyway, Part of this process is that I have started to exercise. I wake up and exercise every morning before work...straight from the bed to the treadmill, and then in the evenings I work the punching bag on my new Wii. Anyway, this past week, I got up and went to the workout room here in my complex at 445 like usual.
I get on the treadmill and I start by walking...so, I walk then run then walk then run...and I work up to where I run full out for about a quarter of a mile. Well, I'm on my last run...running full out and I'm getting really really tired. So I'm pushing through...pushing pushing pushing, I close my eyes because it's easier to push through it that way, and BAM, all of a sudden I am ON THE FLOOR in the splits straddling the treadmill and my left knee is all kinds of scraped up. I mean really, I fell of the treadmill. WHO DOES THAT? ME...cause I'm a moron. Ah well, whatever. Now you all know.
The thing is that there was NOONE in the workout room so I could have just come up with some other story, but why hide the fect that I'm clumsy. Oh well.
I get on the treadmill and I start by walking...so, I walk then run then walk then run...and I work up to where I run full out for about a quarter of a mile. Well, I'm on my last run...running full out and I'm getting really really tired. So I'm pushing through...pushing pushing pushing, I close my eyes because it's easier to push through it that way, and BAM, all of a sudden I am ON THE FLOOR in the splits straddling the treadmill and my left knee is all kinds of scraped up. I mean really, I fell of the treadmill. WHO DOES THAT? ME...cause I'm a moron. Ah well, whatever. Now you all know.
The thing is that there was NOONE in the workout room so I could have just come up with some other story, but why hide the fect that I'm clumsy. Oh well.