Thursday, January 24, 2008
true story
once upon a time i had a pedometer that had a reset button in just the right spot so that every time my arm moved past my hip i reset the darn thing. so i moved it to the middle of my belt and leaned on the counter to wash the dishes and reset the darn thing. then i moved it to a spot almost in the middle of my back, and when i tried to pull it off to see what it said i reset the darn thing. i'm sure the hissy fit i threw over the darn thing burned more calories than my actual walking did.
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ps...this was originally a comment i left on someone else's blog post about pedometers, but i decided it was worthy of a post all it's own.
don't tell me otherwise.
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