Wednesday, February 11, 2009
So my go-to machine at the gym is this thing called an ArcTrainer. It is sort of a cross between an elliptical and a stairmaster. I can really get my heart pumping on it and it's just plain fun.
But today, I must have been a little bloated...because I broke it! I was humming along to the song on my MP3 player and reading this book about grammar and all of a sudden, the right side comes off. I caught myself and laughed because I couldn't figure out if that had really just happened or not.
The weird part to me was that I cracked a joke "Whoa, that scared me. Hey, but it got my heart rate up!" instead of getting embarrassed or anxious. I'm always anxious in social situations, waiting for myself to do or say something embarrassing. Then, something actually embarrassing happens and I don't seem to care!
The manager came over and apologized and made sure I was okay. Luckily, I'm perfectly okay. It just really scared me! They started working on it right away so it wouldn't do that again. Maybe it was God's way of saying "Hey, you need to switch up your routine!"