I walked into the gym the other day and my eyes ran back and forth scoping the room for people who might notice that I was doing what all good nerds do. Studying while running.
This is something that you just don’t do if you have any self respect at all. It is the apex of nerdiness. It screams to the world that even when you are doing something that most people consider productive enough – getting a good workout – you are an overachiever and need to have a book in front of your nose as well. Or, even worse, it’s because you actually enjoy studying and you want to do it.
I was neither of these, but I was also the only one who knew that. So I nonchalantly strolled in, placed my binder on the book holder in front of me and cranked up the speed. So far so good. No one was noticing. As I ran I started to relax a little. Ha! I was studying while running! And no one was noticing and, oh my goodness, I was getting so much done!
Right about then is when it hit, and unfortunately “it” was not a life-changing realization or something like that. No, “it” was a package of about 100 loose papers that I had been too dang lazy to three-hole punch and anchor into my binder and what they hit was the treadmill belt going 7 miles per hour. The sky of the gym snowed note sheets from advanced biochemistry and the secret was out.
I’m a nerd.
Aileen that was a great post!
………………………… WOW.
and really well written.
That reminds me of the way Jarrett writes!
If it’s any consolation, I had to take a gym class in college and also studied while running (or maybe it was just walking fast, I can’t remember)… oh… wait a minute… no, that wouldn’t be any consolation to you because at that time I also had braces, wore taperd pants, and was the only 15-year-old in my anatomy and physiology class…