That crazy-ass dream is actually paying dividends.
In it, I used an exercise bike that required me ride shoeless.
Well, I recently bought a motorized leg exerciser. You put your legs in, plug it in and voila.
Only, not so much voila. It kept sliding away, and my feet kept sliding out.
I had the idea of sitting facing the couch so we could block the exerciser from moving. But Mom had the idea of riding shoeless.
Worked great! I realize the exercise is not as good as say swimming but that starts upp again next week.
Monday, July 4, 2011
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3 comments:
I for one welcome our new Kenyan Matt overlords.
great
sdt
Olympics 2030, here I come.
thanks.
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