I know it’s terribly inappropriate to say this, but I got a reminder of why the surgeon said I was not to use the treadmill, even though I am getting around pretty well now.
At the gym this morning, I was minding my own business riding the recumbent bike, when a tumbling body came whizzing by, accompanied by a thump. This is not a usual occurrence at this gym (been going there for a long time) but it is pretty common on America’s Funniest Videos.
I had to look. It’s impossible not to. Some poor woman had completely gone flying across the room, landing in a heap on the (well padded, thankfully!) floor of the cardio room, her water geysering all over herself and several fellow sweaters.
In my defense, my first thought and words were, “Are you all right?!?” My second thought was not a thought as such, but a mostly successful attempt at not laughing. I have worn that same stunned, what-the-fuck-just-happened? look more times than I care to recall… It is my go-to expression at times, since I often seem to be a few steps outside the run of the parade.
Note to self: Listen to the surgeon, and don’t try to look behind you on a moving treadmill.
(Thanks to Noa Gavin’s post for triggering this one.)
I could swear that was me you saw this morning at the gym because, as you know, that would totally happen to me except I would end up partially naked for sure. Poor gal….
Smart woman, you are, obeying your surgeon.
I did chat with her a bit afterwards, as she switched from the treadmill, which had already proven itself unfriendly, to the bikes. When I talked to her, she was still mystified as to how she ended up zinging around the room like that. I could so relate..