Yes, folks. Somehow, I volunteered to take this torture machine off Bruck and Annie's hands. The dreadmill wasn't enough. So, this evening, I hopped on, figuring I'd knock off a good chunk of calories.
Uh, maybe not.
See, it appears to have only the "heart-attack-inducing" mode. I lasted...er...two minutes. (Hey, it's a start.) Is it my fault the only place with room for the damn thing is the hottest spot in the house?
At least, I can almost see the TV.
1 comment:
Hey Randy: Via your friend Carol B., I learned that you will be at National, so I am adding your blog to the list of bloggers going to Dallas on Blogging National in hopes of some fun posts by you!
jude
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