Tales From The Treadmill (Day 46)

Lesson learned.


Be very careful of the songs you listen to on your i-pod while on the treadmill or elliptical or bike.  


There are some songs that I automatically sing along with for some reason.  It's impulse.  The problem is that, I cannot sing.  Nope, I cannot.  My children don't sing well either.  I'm honest about it.  I don't lie to myself or to my children.  We are not singers.  So, I advise you to be very careful about the choices you make while in public - I almost (not quite, but almost) started singing along the other day.  Fortunately for my-self and for the public I caught myself and did not.  But, I immediately removed that song from the workout playlist selection.


Also, be very careful NOT to attempt to dance along with your favorite song.  Treadmill dancing is best left to the professionals.  Caught myself a couple of times recently and truly almost face-planted.  Which although would have provided many people with interesting material, I would have been scarred physically and emotionally.


Train Wreck Girl...
So we all know what it's like.  You don't want to look, it's a train wreck, but you cannot pull yourself away.  It's tragic.
Elliptical "Train Wreck" Girl fits this description completely.
First, she needs a haircut.  Her hair is down to her buttocks, but at least 12-inches of it is pure fuzz.  I'm a bit obsessive over hair and it being healthy so this makes me insane.  So, she's on the elliptical, in front of my treadmill.  She's been there many many times and I'm used to seeing her there.  She goes on and on and on for forever running on this bad boy.  Normally I just become distracted by her unhealthy yet long hair, but the other day was different.  She had on very very light colored shorts and a thong.  UGH.  I knew that something horrible was about to happen, but I couldn't for the life of me look away.  Then it happened.  She had a line of sweat growing from her butt.  It looked like the girl pee'd herself.  It was horrifying.  Yet, she kept going and the sweat kept growing.  Just sitting here typing about it makes me shake my head.  I only wish her hair would have covered her sweat - even if it is unhealthy.




Oh and then there was Morticia.  This was the most insane outfit I've ever seen.
She was all in black (no biggie) but she had on this shirt that was kinda wrapped around her and was a gauzy material.  But the sleeves were long and ripped and flowed just like Morticia from the Adams Family.  So ya know what happened in my head...The theme song!  And yes, she had black hair.  Kinda funny, in an eerie sort of way.


So, I'm still going to the gym.  Still working out.  Still making healthier choices in my eating and it's day 46.  Not too shabby.  


I will be honest.  I have not been to the gym in the last few days due to what has been determined "must be" a sinus infection (since the doctor couldn't decide what else it could be).  With dreaded fear that my head could explode at any moment, I refrained from any physical movement that was not essential to my life.  Thankfully I have been medicated for the last 24 hours and my bootaay will be back at the gym today.  Official loss to date?  17 pounds.  


I think I see a yoga class in my future...
Imagine the people in THERE.  bwahaha