This cat’s gym is pretty fancy. Sure, this Edinburgh gym uses Swatch watches with built in microchips to enter the premises and all gym equipment is totted up on a data card so you can track your progress. On the other hand the lockers have been out of action for going-on a month now! We have been reduced to using actual physical door-keys. Keys?! What is this, 1994?
Anyway, this gym card shows you loads of data when you checkout. Last night I jogged 2.7km, cycled over 6km – not bad for a wee cat.
I can even see the grand old total I have run since I joined in 2005! I have run 260km and cycled 475km!
Then the machine bitchslaps you with some perspective. It compares what I’ve done with the Tour de France! In 3 years I haven’t even cycled half! Not even a quarter! In fact, I’m currently trundling along on some mountain in north France – a mere fingernail away from the start line!
My jogging is then compared to the New York Marathon which I have run 6 times, according to my data. By now this pales in significance.
Confidence = shattered.
This Hot Tin Roof cat is now under the impression sports stardom is now truly out of reach. Ah well, better stick to the day job – striving forward with Hot Tin Roof.
Till next time…
HTR is loving The Wire after getting the box sets cheap. Truly the best thing on TV.