OK so I've made a new years resolution to be more healthy. I make this resolution every year but I was really serious about it this time. I even made sure I got a gym membership! I really wanted a membership to Gold's Gym since well that's the place to be, BUT my dad got me a membership at the YMCA...not quite as cool but I suppose it serves the right purpose. ANYWAY I went into the YMCA really excited to get back into shape. So i get on one of the free treadmills and go to slide my ipod into my pocket...only I didn't' have pockets so instead I had to stick it on the little shelf on the treadmill. So I'm running pretty fast. I'm on like eight...heck I'm bookin it. I'm runnin I'm runnin and my arms are movin pretty fast. up and down up and down...up and....down on my ipod cord. Ipod flips in the air. I try to catch it. MISS. It hits the treadmill. I bend over to pick it up. Stop running. Treadmill is still going. My feet slid off the edge. My face hits the treadmill. It's still on. Mom screams. YMCA people run over. I get up, huge burn on my face. left cheekbone to the middle of my chin...eyes watering nose feels like its bleeding (luckily it wasn't) I scramble for my ipod and get back on the treadmill and continue running...except my knees and face kind of hurt...Anyway YMCA people surround me and they're all concerned...there's really nothing wrong with me and I am fine. They're all asking if I need ice or anything and I'm just grumbling "no I'm fine..my fault" and I don't really want to turn around so she can see the huge mark across my face. So I pretend its all cool so I don't draw more attention to myself. but people around me arestill staring...it was soooo embarrassing, but looking back it was pretty flippin hilarious...my mom likes to tell everyone she knows...her favorite part is telling people that "everything was fine and then I just see Bree disappear" I don't think that part is too hilarious though.
I never wanted to go back after that...but i did anyway. Obviously I got an arm band, and avoided the treadmills like the plague. SO if you ever want to know why i hate working out...there ya go.
