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Treadmills, man. - Portrait of a Young Man as The Artist
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Treadmills, man.

Treadmills, man.

Treadmills are dreadful. I had forgotten because I had not seriously used one in winter in a very long time. Normally when I have a running goal it’s after winter and i can run outdoors like Darwin intended.

Not so much deciding to do a 13 week mini training program before MTKF. Thus: I am tethered to a treadmill 3-5 times a week.

Really the worst part is that there’s nothing to look at in my gym. The have a bank of TVs but it’s all News or Sports and I disagree with Sports and New and especially Sports News but that is a different discussion. So I sort of pan the room and try really really hard to not watch the pretty women on various machines in eye sight.

Of course, the only thing that mesmerizes me enough that my mind blanks is cross fit butts when I’m on a treadmills.

Apparently I’m that guy.

It does make it easier when @alyska is at the gym with me.

Otherwise, the mini-program is going pretty well. I’m essentially starting over because I’ve gained enough weight that I have some breathing issues though I have few muscle endurance issues. I had a minor “Oh Fuck” moment today when, after running for what seemed like too long, the dial read .73 miles.

“I’m never going to make my targets,” I though.

But. I didn’t give up. I, in fact, sped up.

And wouldn’t you know it, .73 miles later the treadmill hit cool down. Because it was counting down from my target distance.

That was really nice.

And the cross fit butts. That was nice too.

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