What's that I say? The treadmill. I have always hated running. Because it hurts. All these idiots in their short shorts bouncing around the streets. I've never understood it. Any time I have ever tried to run I would feel like I had been in a bar fight the next day.
But this evening I discovered something. On a suspended treadmill, running is... not that bad. I had a hard time finding my groove. Since most of my exercise is on a bike, I am used to moving the apparatus beneath me, not the other way around. So when I felt like I was going too slowly, I would try to run, uhhh, harder(?). I also couldn't watch anybody else run or I would start mimicking their pace, which wasn't what my machine was doing, so I would bobble. Who would have known that I'm too dumb to run? Anyway, once I settled into a pretty meager pace (6 mph) I started to wonder how long I could go. Honestly at that speed, I'm pretty sure I could have run for quite awhile. But it ends up that the treadmill is just as mind numbing as the trainer. I made it a half hour before I hit the "cool down" button. Wasn't I disappointed when I punched it into the LoseIt app and found it only burned like 300 calories. That's like half a carnita.
Oh well. I guess I'll see what I did to myself in the morning
Morning Weigh In:
- Total pounds lost: 16.2