I've added treadmill to my routine now. Just a little walking in place, right? What's the big fucking deal, huh?
Tonight I pulled a "George Jetson" and fell off the back end of it. Yes, backwards and into a rowing machine that was behind me, minding its own bidness. I ended up on my face six feet behind the treadmill.
Thank God no one was directly behind me. I would have killed them.
My left knee is a little twisted, my left shin is slightly swollen, and I think I wrenched my lower back.