Have I mentioned that I hate treadmills?

I made it to the gym again this evening and got in 3 miles. It was drudgery. I struggled through, noting how uneven my stride seemed, getting shocked randomly from a slight current that seemed to be running through the machine, and generally feeling miserable. My headphones didn't even work right. For some reason there was a slight current running through one of the earbuds that kept nipping my ear. It wasn't until I had five minutes left that I got into some kind of mini-zone.

I felt good for sticking it out. Sometimes that's the victory I guess.