*Treadmill Trauma*

Snow days have a horrible effect on me. They cause me sit in front of the tv all day watching sappy movies which makes my back hurt from immobility. Today I was tired of the ache, and decided that I should run on the treadmill to give my couch sores a little relief. (I know, I know...Richard Simmons would be none too pleased. I think he might understand the Hallmark Channel and snow days, though.)

I turned on the machine with my pink socked feet and jumped on in my penguin pajamas. (I was probably quite the site to see now that I think about it.) I turned the treadmill on high enough to run and started away. Everything seemed fine until I turned it up a little bit higher and my arms started flinging higher and faster into disaster. Before I knew it, my pinky got caught in some sort of reading tray and when I tried to take my hand out the skin peeled RIGHT off in a dramatic fashion! "AHH!" I screamed as I grabbed my pinky, legs still running fast. Turning off the machine did not cross my mind, so I kept running and holding my pinky at the same time. Blood began to pour and I decided it was time to let it go. My treadmill run was a complete and utter failure.

I ran into the kitchen holding my bloody finger when mom asked me what happened:"I was running on the treadmill and got my finger stuck in the tray!!!" "What?! Why were you doing that?" she said back in confusion. I cleaned off my finger and held a paper towel tight around it. I wasn't about to give up…

I was too afraid of the treadmill, so I ended up running circles around the house while my mom cooked. "Don't get blood on the carpet!" she yelled as I whipped past. I got the idea of running around my house from my grandpa who does it everyday. He walks in circles and Nana just pretends like everything is normal.

I probably looked like a crazy person running around the house, but it really did make me feel better and there was no way I was venturing out into the cold. Besides, I embrace the random moments of life. All of my closest friends aren't surprised by anything I do anymore. I have to have friends who are up for a lot of random moments and will laugh them off. People who don't laugh off weird moments freak me out! I mean…seriously. Get that chip off your shoulder and laugh or this is gonna be a lot more awkward than it should be! Do you know what I'm saying?!

My pinky is still in a lot of pain, but I'm gonna be alright. I think I'll stay away from that treadmill from now on, though. That reading tray is very dangerous.