Nick Ofner
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The Human Weight Machine
It is 5am . My alarm goes off. I drag myself out of bed. Shorts and a t-shirt and I tiptoe downstairs making sure to miss the squeaky floorboards and go to the basement. Turn on a low watt light bulb, hop on the exercise bike and start pedaling. Slowly at first, working up a good sweat then… My daughter jumps on my bed and says "Good morning Daddy." I open one eye, look at the clock. 7 AM . But, but…I was exercising. "What... (posted by Nick 4 years 33 days ago.)
It is 5am . My alarm goes off. I drag myself out of bed. Shorts and a t-shirt and I tiptoe downstairs making sure to miss the squeaky floorboards and go to the basement. Turn on a low watt light bulb, hop on the exercise bike and start pedaling. Slowly at first, working up a good sweat then… My daughter jumps on my bed and says "Good morning Daddy." I open one eye, look at the clock. 7 AM . But, but…I was exercising. "What... (posted by Nick 4 years 33 days ago.)
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