Daily this image materializes obnoxious and unwanted.
However, we share an extreme love hate relationship.
My distaste lasts from the moment I step foot onto it, up until the very moment I pull that red cord off and the evil machine finally shuts off.
After which, my love radiates through my body until the next morning when I wake up, and then the tables are once again turned.
Unfortunately for me 90% of the time I don't get to step foot on the blasted thing until well into the evening, so the love doesn't last long.
Today how does this relationship fare?
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I'm boycotting the whole thing :)
No excuses, I just plain don't want to.
Take that treadmill!