40 Tons, What Do You Get

A whole lotta soreness and covered in sweat. My on-again-off-again relationship with the gym continues. I went to the gym today and two days ago. I decided to work out on the inclined trainer, which is torture to the fullest. Twenty-five minutes of working out on that machine equates to pushing a total of 40 tons — yes, I said 40 tons, 80,000 pounds. My legs didn’t want to work for the rest of the day and I wobbled to work. Funny thing is, it said I only burned 156 Calories. Oh well, I was covered in sweat and gasping for air when I was done, so I guess it worked the way it was supposed to. I went back today — eventually, I will conquer that machine — and pushed another 31 tons. The entire time I was doing that, though, I was thinking how good ice cream would be afterward. Not the best thought in the world, but I still was able to get my time in, so I guess that’s all that matters.

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