It lurks in the corner....waiting to take you down. It scoffs in your face as you pass by on your way to the locker cubbies to stow your sweatshirt before you work out. "Hah, I knew you wouldn't have the guts to face me today. I own you and your puny legs. You can't take me on for you will surely collapse to the ground panting for breath and I, Stairmaster will loom over you extolling my victory."
I hate you Stairmaster. There is no sugar-coating it. I hate you with every fiber of my being with a fierceness that I reserve only for inanimate objects. I hate you for the sweat-inducing, breath-taking, exhaustion bringing challenge that you represent.
Therefore, today I will conquer you. I will climb your endless steps to nothingness. I will face the destination that doesn't exist and I will accept your gauntlet. We will see who has the last laugh today! Okay, maybe it will be you, but at least I have the consolation that you'll still be there tomorrow and we can play our game of cat and mouse again.....
Take the bitch down, give it a little scratch to remind you when climb back on the smelly thing that you were there and can do it again!
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