And this is why I don't exercise.

I went to the gym a few days ago (during one of those rare moods when laying on the couch and eating doesn't completely fulfill me) and I can promise you that this is an exact replica of how I looked-

While running on the treadmill, after about twenty seconds I felt sufficiently awkward, that is until I saw the man on the treadmill in front of me who was wearing shorts that should only be sold to small children, and was running like a monster was chasing him. To this day I don't know why, but after that I felt a little less awkward.

But no running-on-the-treadmill-awkwardness could compare with the time that I fell off of it while running with my eyes closed. Okay, don't look at me like that! If you had a massive headache but weren't smart enough to just get off of the treadmill, you would think of closing your eyes too! And after falling off, you may feel the need to tell the person next to you (who is staring you down like you shouldn't be aloud in public, let alone a gym) that you're okay. 

Always,

Abby Noel