I turned on the television to the Underground Weather Channel--or maybe it was just The Weather Channel--and mounted the cycle. The cycle's screen had changed, and now had a whole array of options to chose from, but I couldn't find the time set, nor where to put in my age and weight.
The program was set for forty-five minutes, so for forty-five minutes I went, standing briefly every minute to ease my poor achy bum. On the cycle's screen was a grassy slope with a path going through it, and the interval program time and resistance bar, again the slowest thing of my day, and the equally excruciating times to go, time elapsed. On the television screen, there was an episode of Hurricane Sandy, part of the "Eye of the Storm" series. I was mildly interested in the people's misfortunes, and I guessed that everyone covered survived, as they were part of the program, telling again what the narrator had said immediately before, when actors portraying their younger selves were bobbing and screaming in the water. I don't know if the ninety year old brother did or not.
I shouted out my countdown. (I was the only on in the building at this point.) My cool down time of five minutes ended, and I saw on the screen that I had burned some 200 calories, rode 7.94 miles, and had an average heart rate of 112. The story line on the television was following a different story, about a live wire in a tree, and that was when I turned off it off.
In the future, I'd rather watch this "Eye of the Storm":
https://youtu.be/H1mX8ptsmBM
(copy and paste--I haven't figured out how to get it to show up. Can't show the images, either. Bummer.)
The program was set for forty-five minutes, so for forty-five minutes I went, standing briefly every minute to ease my poor achy bum. On the cycle's screen was a grassy slope with a path going through it, and the interval program time and resistance bar, again the slowest thing of my day, and the equally excruciating times to go, time elapsed. On the television screen, there was an episode of Hurricane Sandy, part of the "Eye of the Storm" series. I was mildly interested in the people's misfortunes, and I guessed that everyone covered survived, as they were part of the program, telling again what the narrator had said immediately before, when actors portraying their younger selves were bobbing and screaming in the water. I don't know if the ninety year old brother did or not.
I shouted out my countdown. (I was the only on in the building at this point.) My cool down time of five minutes ended, and I saw on the screen that I had burned some 200 calories, rode 7.94 miles, and had an average heart rate of 112. The story line on the television was following a different story, about a live wire in a tree, and that was when I turned off it off.
In the future, I'd rather watch this "Eye of the Storm":
https://youtu.be/H1mX8ptsmBM
(copy and paste--I haven't figured out how to get it to show up. Can't show the images, either. Bummer.)
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