Keep Your Eye on the Treadmill

Without a job, there is very little for me to do. For the first time in my life I have no obligations or responsibilities (though I could help out around the house more). Everyday I find myself searching for little projects to consume my time. Usually these projects consist of rearranging my room in some way, unfolding and refolding all my clothes, or cleaning out all the old products from under the bathroom sinks. Most recently I have given myself three projects- creating new Christmas stockings for myself and the Boy, cleaning the melted wax out of the 100 used candle holders my parent's bought for my sister's wedding, and revamping some of my old clothes.

While these projects are fun, they don't require that I leave the house. Staying at home all day leaves me feeling lazy. Since the Boy is 8 hours ahead, I often end up staying up until 2 or 3am to call him as he is starting his day. So in addition to feeling lazy, my sleep schedule is all messed up. Where I used to wake up at 6:30 am every day, I now wake up at 10am. Waking up so late just makes me feel even lazier. And feeling lazy inevitably makes me feel fat.

Today, I decided that I needed to get back onto a normal sleep schedule and to be more active. My father needed to leave the house early for a meeting, so I decided to take the opportunity to use the treadmill in my parent's room. I woke up early (7:30am, a normal time), and decided to jog to wake myself up. After dragging my weary self out of bed, I stretched and climbed on the treadmill. I started out with a brisk walk to warm up, then I punched up the speed and settled into a jog. The machine beeps to show your heart rate, and I found the beeping and whirring sounds quite soothing. As I settled into the pace, I must have relaxed a bit too much. I recall closing my eyes at one point, and the next thing I remember, I was on the floor.

Apparently you can fall asleep jogging, but you can't keep up the pace.

WARNING:
Do not close your eyes while treadmill is in use, especially when sleepy.

By the way, I ended up going back to bed, only this time with a fatty bruise on my hip. Maybe my sleep schedule isn't that bad...