Wednesday, July 06, 2005

The treadmill

It lies there, asking you all sorts of questions. How much do you weigh, for how long do you want to keep it up, how much resistance do you want from me?

This is not meant to sound like it does right now.

Anyway, it lies there and asks you questions. And once you get on, you wonder if there's any joy in this. Could a repetitive motion be any more boring? You think of more joyful ways of achieving the same result. Like a sport for example. Or wading in a pool. But now you're here to stay, walking in one place, watching the calories burn and the odometer tell you how far you've come. That is perhaps a treadmill's only redeeming feature. Nothing else can save it.

Okay, rant over. I have to make peace with it for we'll be back together tomorrow.

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