It's not so funny when it's you, dude!
I had to run 2 miles today so I decided to just to bust it out on the stupid treadmill early this morning instead of doing it after work because I wouldn't have time.
Around 1.5 miles, I got a little distracted and a little clumsy. That's a bad combo when you are on the stupid treadmill.
Needless to say, I fell.
The ONLY thing that made it somewhat funny was the only other person in the gym with me at the time.
There is this lady that I see all the time and even though we've never talked, we've acknowledged each other and I think we have a pretty good "gym relationship"
Well, she doesn't speak any English (which I guess is one reason we've never talked....).
So when I took my little tumble I had no idea what she was trying to say to me but I imagine it was something like this:
"Oh sweetie! I'm so sorry about your tumble. What a stupid treadmill! I saw how awesome you were doing on your run. I mean, you're so super speedy and your form is fantastic! It's totally the stupid treadmill's fault that you fell down. It certainly was not your fault. Would you like me to go make you a margarita? Will that help?"
Thank you Gym Lady. I appreciate your concern. But its 6am.
I don't want a margarita.
Sprained rotator cuff. Lame.
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