Days 49 – 56
Ah… a usual week. No change in my routine. 800- 850 calories burned every day on either the Precor or the Cybex machine after 55 minutes. Then I continued each day with my crunches, and arm exercises on the machines.
One day , during my huffing and puffing on the Precor, a Britney Spears look alike planted herself on the treadmill in front of me. Her husband came over with their little (4 year old?) Miniature and was talking to her. Meanwhile, the Miniature was hanging all over the treadmill her mom was speed walking on.
I looked on in horror. What if the Miniature stepped on the moving belt and was flung straight into my machine? What if the Miniature splattered blood, and emitted ear piercing cries of pain? I feared the event. I braced myself for it.
Britney and her husband prattled on, oblivious to the Miniature’s doings. Along came a buddy, making Britney and her husband even less (if that was possible) attentive to their Miniature. Minutes went by…at least I was not fixated on my time on my machine or the calorie count, I was waiting for the horror to occur.
Then, the Miniature started playing on the Precor next to me. The Precor is a tall machine with foot pedals. I could see her falling and cracking her spoiled skull open on it. I glared at her. I told her not to climb on the machine and to go back to her mom and dad.
The Miniature looked at me with big fearful eyes. She slinked back to her mom and dad, never taking her eyes off me, incase I might pounce on her and eat her.
After all, I did look HUNGRY, didn't I? Or if I did not look hungry, I am sure to the little Miniature I looked big enough to think of her as being a little snack!
Britney and her husband were still oblivious as to what their Miniature was doing. But at least they decided to pack it up, and leave towing their Miniature behind them. All the while, those little eyes were still on me, fearful that I might bite.
After all, I did look HUNGRY, didn't I? Or if I did not look hungry, I am sure to the little Miniature I looked big enough to think of her as being a little snack!
Britney and her husband were still oblivious as to what their Miniature was doing. But at least they decided to pack it up, and leave towing their Miniature behind them. All the while, those little eyes were still on me, fearful that I might bite.
Weigh in… a big loss of 1 pound. I guess that’s ok, right?
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