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On the treadmill, I become like a man in an opiate stupor. To combat the boredom, I slip into an REM like state, barely keeping my eyes open. I haven't fallen yet.
Yesterday I couldn't maintain this trance while simultaneously being distracted by an extremely beautiful woman. Either God or Satan orchestrated her walking in front of me, and I put one foot down on the stationary deck. I would have smashed into the control panel, and then been flung into the wall directly abutting the treadmill. I barely caught myself on the handrails.
I can't really tell whether it would have been endearing in addition to being incredibly awkward and injurious.
Yesterday I couldn't maintain this trance while simultaneously being distracted by an extremely beautiful woman. Either God or Satan orchestrated her walking in front of me, and I put one foot down on the stationary deck. I would have smashed into the control panel, and then been flung into the wall directly abutting the treadmill. I barely caught myself on the handrails.
I can't really tell whether it would have been endearing in addition to being incredibly awkward and injurious.