Steely Dan

I’m feeling really good this week and I think I’m ready to start a little light exercise! The keyword here is “light”. Right now I break a sweat folding laundry so I plan to take it easy on my body to begin with. I own an elliptical machine that I have not used for many months/cakes/pizzas/vats of butter ago. So I’m trying to get myself all pumped up to commit to some kind of exercise routine. I was thinking of doing thirty minutes everyday after work on the elliptical machine for the first week and then take it from there depending on how I feel. I also think that I would be more inspired to work out if my elliptical machine had a sexy, manly name. I was considering something like Steely Dan. It certainly would make for some interesting phone conversations with friends.

[phone rings]

Me: [out of breath] Hello?

Friend: Hey, it’s me. Do you want to come over and hang out?

Me: [still out of breath] Sure but I need to take a shower first; I’m all hot and sweaty.

Friend: [interested] Really? So what have you been doing?

Me: [coyly] Well, I just spent the afternoon with Steely Dan.

Friend: [very interested] Really??

Me: Yes, and I worked up a real sweat, my legs are shaking so that I can barely walk and I think I’m a little dehydrated.

Friend: [impressed] Really???

Yep, Steely Dan. Maybe that’s enough to motivate me to get off the couch right now, knowing that the big fella is in there waiting for me.