Multi-tasking Disaster

or "How to fail at multi-tasking without even trying. "

When I arrived at the gym a couple days ago, I jumped onto my treadmill. Starting with a brisk walk at 3.5 miles per hour, I turned on my ipod to listen to some Russian Techno music for a good exercise beat. At my gym all the treadmills, stairmasters, and other repetitious exercise machines of boredom face a wall lined with TV's. Since I had nothing else to look at, I soon found myself alternately watching a movie on one TV and a television show on the other.

I was well engrossed in this media overload, when I accidentally knocked my ipod off and onto the treadmill track, where I promptly stepped on it and then watched it fall to the ground behind me. By this point, I had stopped walking and also fell to the ground behind my machine, again stepping on my ipod.

I picked up my ipod and **surprise** it still worked. I was so happy that I stepped right back onto the treadmill, and immediately crashed to my knees. That's what happens when you step onto a treadmill that's still going 3.5 miles per hour. I must have made quite a spectacle of myself with this fall since gym employees rushed over to see if I was all right and offer helpful advice like "maybe you should slow it down."

And that my friend is how I sustained two skinned knees and a battered ego, and an entertaining story of how multi-tasking brought me to your knees. ;)