Guilty Pleasure

It’s no secret that I’ve been trying to get my exercise groove back. It is also probably no surprise that I have a dirty little exercise-related secret.

I’ve been bribing myself with TV.

That’s right, I’ve been going to the Y to enjoy a little TV time. This is what has brought me to the machines instead of the track. This could be dangerous. This week, for example, I was introduced to three shows that I hadn’t seen before: Hot in Cleveland, Scandal, and New Girl. Hello free pilot episodes. Before that, I was watching Sister Wives while using the treadmill. The funny thing is that I don’t watch all that much TV, generally speaking. I don’t have a cable subscription, and often glaze over in blankness when someone begins to discuss a recent show.

As if that weren’t embarrassing enough, I’ve been using the stairs in my apartment building for exercise…and making use of my Netflix subscription at the same time. That’s right; I’m doing floors while watching TV. Could this be turning me into an average American? Could this weird habit make me normal? Who knows? Only time will tell. In the meanwhile, I need to see what other pilots I can download in advance of my Friday workout.