Me and the treadmill.
Loud, loud music in my ears, listening for the interval, listening for the beep.
I find I am revelling in the mindlessness of the treadmill and the monotony of electronic beat.
The treadmill has its flashy electronic numbers.
(I have never taken much notice before. I have generally been too busy trying to not fall off and not have a heart attack.)
I am always starving about an hour after a run.
After I have run, or indeed done any exercise, I have that lovely smug feeling of having done it. Of being moral and healthy. I thrive upon it.
I also bargain with those feelings; unashamedly.
Ohhhh, I ran tonight. So it's probably OK to eat BBQ shapes?
A whole hour of mindless jogging on the treadmill burns off 429 calories.
Mindlessly eating half a box of BBQ Shapes in 10 minutes costs 522 calories.
See the deficit? The numbers just do not equate. The figures just do not stack up well enough.
Note to self - do not do mindless. Do not waste those calories burned...