I Walked 2 & 1/2 Chapters

So, I went to the gym to walk. Now that we don't have Bart anymore, I have no incentive to walk outdoors. Treadmills make me dizzy but I guess I like to be warm more than I don't like to be dizzy (that sentence makes me dizzy). So, I got on the treadmill and began to walk. I had grabbed a book before I left the house so I had this book in my hand. I realized I needed one of those book holders. I had to stop the treadmill and go and find one. Grrrrr, I hating stopping the treadmill because it messes up the counting of time and distance. I grabbed the book holder put it on the treadmill, pressed On and began to walk. After reading 1/2 a chapter I picked up my book to see how long and far I had gone. Apparently, I didn't hit Start, which you must do in order for the treadmill to begin to register your time and distance - grrrrr - I hate that! So, I hit start. 10 minutes and .55 miles later my nose began to run. I had no tissues. I had to stop the treadmill and grab a tissue, grrrrr. Did I mention how much I hate that? I got back on the treadmill, pressed On and Start and began to walk again. I walked through another chapter when the book began to slip out of the book holder and I quickly, keeping my balance, grabbed the book before it fell and in doing so I also grabbed the emergency stop cord and the treadmill came to a screeching halt and my time and distance went back to zero - GRRRRR, I hate that! So that is why I told my family I walked about 2 and a half chapters at the gym and when my son went to ask me what that meant I looked him right in the eye and said, "Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr."