Quick story #2

On New Years’ Eve I went to a party with some friends from college. It was a great night since there were a lot of people that I haven’t seen in a long time. At one portion of the night my friends wife came up to me a little inebriated and told me that I have a nickname at the gym. I was a little surprised because I try to be inconspicuous as possible when I am there. Unless I am working with the trainer I don’t really talk much when I am there. It turns out that I am known as the “guy who walks backwards on the treadmill”, apparently I am that guy. It took a friend to tell me that I am “that dude” to realize that I have been causing unnecessary attention to myself. I decree that my physical therapist said that walking backwards on the treadmill is good for my legs and will strengthen my hamstrings. I stand firm on my current walking backwards on the treadmill. If I fall and crack my head open I’ll stop. I have a feeling that someone is reading this going “ohhhhhhh I know that guy, he’s strange.” C’mon guys I’m nice, come talk to me.