One man's trash is another man's treasure...and I am that man. Today I made a conscious effort to do as little as possible. I had some work to do, but other than that I did pretty much nothing productive. I played video games, read a book, and watched some basketball on TV. All of it involved either sitting on my ass or laying on the floor...I really made an effort to be lazy. Surprisingly it is really hard to do. I don't consider myself a busy guy, or even a real go getter. My day doesn't consist of meeting after meeting with every second planned in order to get the most productivity...I don't even have an alarm clock. That being said I do go to the gym or work out everyday and it's to the point where I feel like complete crap if I don't go. It's to the point where I can' t enjoy myself unless I've been to the gym that day. Today for instance I convinced myself that from not going to the gym I have become diabetic...that I've gained 20 lbs, and I even felt like I was wheezing when I walked from the kitchen to the living room...It's ridiculous but I felt terrible...I couldn't do it anymore. I needed to do something...So I decided that I was going to go to the mailbox and put in my netflix and I decided to take the long way. I live on a big loop and the mailboxes are near one of the entrances to my road with my house in the middle. From an airplane it would basically look like the letter "D." Anyway I decided to take the long to the mailbox. I started running and instantly wished that I wasn't wearing slippers and about 300 yards from my house I saw that someone had already put out their garbage. Now garbage day isn't until Tuesday so I thought it was strange that they had it out so early...once I got closer I saw they were throwing away "Tony Little's Gazelle Freestyle Elite." I decided what the hell...I could use "Tony Little's Gazelle Freestyle Elite" so I picked it up and continued on my way to the mailbox. Luckily I don't know anyone in the neighborhood so I wasn't concerned that I was walking down the road carrying someone's trash in my slippers and my "Talk nerdy to me" t-shirt. Anyway, I made the entire loop and let me tell you that "Tony Little's Gazelle Freestyle Elite" gets rather heavy to carry after a half mile. I have no idea how to use it as it basically just feels like I'm swinging my legs back and forth and I'm not sure how to adjust the resistance, or even if it has all it's parts...but I'm still rather proud of my find. I also see that they are $175 dollars on ebay...what a find.
This is a real image I just found in a manual I downloaded for the gazelle...it's Tony Little and his face has clearly been photoshopped...badly...I thought it was funny so I had to put it on here.
3 comments:
Yeah- we have that Gazelle as well. It seems to have turned into a toy for the kids. Amy and I used to take turns on that and the bike but who ever was on the Gazelle just seemed to move back and forth until the time was up, not really accomplishing a whole lot- however we were trying to teach ourselves how to do the splits- both ways. Good stretching tool. I'm sure you'll find a good use for it.
Maybe it's really intended to help your hair grow?
I think the best way to excercise with the Gazelle is to carry it to your mail-box every day. Also, its a good way to meet people, because who wouldn't want to come up and ask why you're carrying a rowing machine around on your back?
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