The Treadmill of Life
Today as I ran my heart out (because I'm obviously not running my ass off) on the Weslo cadence, one thought kept creeping into my mind...
...is the treadmill indicative of Life?
...a simile?
We run as fast and hard as we can day in and day out and most days, we really never get any where at all. On some occasions however, you do begin to believe that we actually did make some ground...a little head way. You look down and think, 'WOW! I've done 5 laps in my 20 minute lunch break! yeah for me!'
Then you realize...you're still just in your basement...
...is the treadmill indicative of Life?
...a simile?
We run as fast and hard as we can day in and day out and most days, we really never get any where at all. On some occasions however, you do begin to believe that we actually did make some ground...a little head way. You look down and think, 'WOW! I've done 5 laps in my 20 minute lunch break! yeah for me!'
Then you realize...you're still just in your basement...
eh - such is life. I guess we just keep on truckin'
On a not so heavy side note, today I traveled pretty hard to the steady beat of Metallica. As I pounded along the go no where tread mill path of life I thought my knee was going to buckle out from underneath me at any moment and send me crashing down. There was no pain. No, today was just numbness. I don't know which is worse...the pain of the knee cap bone rubbing on bone or the feeling that you have no knee cap at all... And what a great little local news story that would have been.
Westmoreland Woman Found in Basement. Apparently after her troublesome left knee gave out she fell to the track of her spinning treadmill and was sent hurling backwards like a clip from America's Funniest Home Videos, only to go crashing into the pool table behind her and left unconscious on the basement floor. She was found hours later by her husband who was reportedly upstairs, sleeping the entire time, but unable to hear her cries or the commotion due to his aggressive snoring! LMAO ... OMG...
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