facebook fragments:
Friday, 9:30pm:
Voices in My Head –
Me: “yo. treadmill. I am SO not in the mood to even come near you right now. It’s Friday night, for cryin out loud.”
Treadmill: “no problem. I knew you were a wimp.”
Me: “Shut up.”
Treadmill: “hey, you were the one who said you were walking THREE 30 minute HIIT programs today. I’m sure you’ll be happy with your decision to wimp out and only do two. 30 minutes is an awfully long time. Have a Cheez-It, it’ll make you feel better.”
Me: “I hate you.”
Treadmill: “Where you going?”
Me: “To put on my shoes. Did I mention I hate you?”
An Hour Later: “Treadmill smack talk ticked me off. I did two – 4 total for the day. That equals 6 miles.”
Today:
6 miles at an incline yesterday. Ibuprofen today. 4.5 miles by the end of the day. Stronger tomorrow.
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You are so much better than me. *munch,munch*. The couple of cookies I had before I read this now taste of guilt.
MultipleMom – no, no, no! I meant to INSPIRE! and I did have Cheez-Its last night. I just counted out a serving instead of eating right out of the box. And then, of course, I counted out a second serving. (that would be 25 crackers, btw)
Your treadmill is a lot funnier than mine.