You’re not going to believe this…I fell off the treadmill today. Yes, you read correctly, “Fell Off”, not just trip or stumble…cause I’ve done that plenty of times in the past. I mean it…the treadmill ate me up and spit me out!
Here’s how it happened: I wasn’t paying attention, tripped, fell to my knees, but was still holding on and the machine was still going so, I tore all the skin of my knee and when I finally let go, I smashed my face leaving black tread marks on my cheek and lip! I was jogging/walking with a friend so I had a witness…I’m not sure if that’s the good news or the bad news. She was so sweet to me…didn’t laugh and even wiped the black rubbed off my face. Now that’s a good friend! It may sound funny now but at the time it embarrassing and painful. I bashed my leg, face and back too! I’m on ibuprofen and feeling better.
Anyways, for all of you inspired by the olympics and wanting to get in shape…I hope you have an easier time then me. I’ll be back at it soon but, for now I’m resting. Any goo/painful working out stories that you want to share to help my broken pride?