The Treadmill Tried to Kill Me Today

Today I got on the treadmill at work. I was feeling pretty ambitious so I started to increase the speed. Problem was, the belt of the treadmill didn't move as fast as the display indicated it should. Eventually I had increased the speed until the display read "11" and wouldn't go up any more, but he belt was moving decidedly slower than what I thought "11" should be moving at. I continued at that speed for a while until I needed to cough. I took my feet off the belt and straddled it while I dealt with the gunk in my throat. Little did I know, that when I stepped off, the treadmill finally decided to get up to "11". When I stepped back on, I was prepared for the slower speed. "11" is significantly faster than what I had been running at. Thankfully I had my hands on the bars, because the belt flung my feet up about 3 feet in the air behind me, and when I came back down I almost lost my balance again and had to sprint to catch up. I wish somebody had been there to see it because I'm sure that the look of abject panic and fear on my face was priceless. Had I actually fallen, the speed the belt was moving at would have pancaked me into the wall that is behind the treadmill.

That all happened towards the beginning and I finished up with about 40 minutes of cardio. I'm working on Monday so I will have to get my new workout on Tuesday if the Masochist has room.