"I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I'm awake, you know?"
-Ernest Hemingway
Yea, you read that right. I fell off of the treadmill this morning. When I ended up forcing myself out of bed and then leaving the house late I should have known that something bad was going to happen. I don't, at the moment, have the luxury of worrying about those things. By those, I mean the small irregularities that would normally drive an OCD runner like myself completely bonkers. Anyway, I chose to ignore any hints thrown at me by the hand of providence and continued on to the gym, after all today was free bagel day!
I'll get right to it. I was about a 1 1/2 miles into my run when I started to loosen up with a little help from my close friend Bon Jovi. With 'It's My Life' blasting into my ears I hit the button to increase the speed. I went from a 7:30 per mile pace to a 7:00 per mile pace. I felt good. I took a minute to shake to remainder of the night hours out of my arms. That's when it happened. I know what you're probably thinking, Will was staring at some chic when he busted his a**. Actually that's not correct. I spotted something on one of the t.v.'s that caught my eye. It was one of those videos where the skateboarders are trying to do crazy stuff and then falling to their deaths. Well I guess I got sucked in, you know the famous Will Wall t.v. stare. The next thing I remember I was bouncing off of the treadmill onto the floor. Granted I hit with enough force that the guy next to me crouched down and asked if I needed medical attention. Yes folks, major FAIL! To my credit though I did get back up and finish my run. 3 more miles in the books. Promise Land 50k here I come.
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BWAHAHAHAH!!! Thx for making my morning!!
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