My Nemesis: The Stairmaster

It has come to my attention that I am coordinationally challenged. I think I may be the last to know this, I'm not sure. I used to think that my cutting-edge dance skills were evidence of my stellar coordination, but I have come to the conclusion that this belief is unfounded.

This realization was cemented on a recent trip to the gym. I fell off the Stairmaster. Well, not so much "fell off", more like "very ungracefully lost my balance and forgot to actually step up as the stairs began moving in an unpredictable motion". And worse, this happened in front of an actual gym employee and about 400 other gym-goers. And worst of all, this employee had the nerve to ask if I was okay. It was hideously embarrassing.