It was raining hard this morning so instead of my awful run outside, I did one inside. I went to my local gym and attempted the treadmill. Now, I don't know the last time anyone had been on a treadmill, but there are a lot of options. Incline, speed, these are but two of the easy ones. There are fitness tests, intervals, hills, etc... I decided that I would do a fitness test to see how I would fare. Yet there were even more options, like Army, Navy, Marine, and some things composed merely of letters. I opted for the Marine test.
Little did I know that despite my not having used a treadmill in ages and not liking them and only wanting something to warm up on, that I was now on a 3 mile run, with my manhood at stake. That's right, I mean to say not literally, but my concept of myself as a man. I needed to complete this test to see how I measure up. I finished in 30 minutes, pretty good for me. I started slow and picked up my pace as needed. At the end I scored a 6.
6! I think, 6 out of 10 is fair, but what does the 6 really mean. I would last 6 seconds in combat? I am a 6 less of a man than a Marine?
So I googled and got the answer I wish I didn't know. 6.. out of .... 100. Yes, I suck. I could not be a Marine even if I wanted to be one. Then I looked further and found that they make concessions for age. I find that in my age group (30ish) that if I run it at 29 minutes, I would make the minimum.
YEAH! That's right, I could be a Marine, just a bare bones minimum if I was 1 measly minute faster. I know I could do it. So now.... I have a goal!
Although I would also have to do 3 pullups and 45 situps in under a minute, the latter no problem, the former.... Well, let's say I take umbrage at the indignity that is gravity. Maybe I can do 1, but catch me a break. I have been around 300 pounds most of my adult life.
Speaking of weight, some of it is back. I rue the plateau, hate the gain. Did you know that Nestle Tollhouse chocolate chip cookies have like 400 cal!?!?!?!? I guess my kids get to eat them.
By the way, it is awfully hard to keep your cool when you are working on the computer and some random person (about 3 feet tall and likes to push buttons) wanders over and pushes the button on the power strip for the computer and all of its accoutrement. Just because. Just since it is there and needs to be pushed, as it is a button.
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