I have, in my life, travelled a lot. I've stayed in a lot of hotels and have been inside a lot of work-out rooms. At best I used to hop on an eliptical and pretend I routinely used the machine. I was just wasting time, not wanting to sit and watch tv or spend time alone at the hotel bar. I usually only made it 5-8 minutes before I sat down in a sweaty short-of-breath heap, gave up, and went back to watch tv or spend time at the hotel bar.
But yesterday we were in Indianapolis and saw a chocolate shop. I bought fudge. Then I went for a run. 35 minutes- 3.1 miles plus a cool-down.
Yeah. I did.