I was in the gym early in the morning to get my workout in and to watch the Mexico-Brazil gold medal game in the London Olympics.
I usually start my routine with a run on the treadmill, convenient because I could watch the game as well, seeing as that the televisions were placed right in front of these machines.
There were only a handful of us in the gym and the trainer literally shirked his duties to watch, placing himself behind my machine to watch the game.
I am not too much of a fan of organized sports but I do enjoy soccer. That said, I was getting into the game and didn’t realize that we humans have a very difficult time to walk in a straight line when we are blindfolded and especially when we are not paying attention.
I started to run towards the side of the band when the tip of my shoe brushed against the heel of my other foot.
I tripped and landed on my knee, while the machine was still moving. I knew that if I didn’t get up, I would slide right off the machine in a very embarrassed mess on the floor.
I managed to jump up and resume running, as if nothing happened.
The epitome of getting laughed at behind your back has never seemed so well spoken until that moment.