I am SO ANGRY right now I could choke a horse, and would if only there were a horse in my room. I got down to the fitness room a little earlier than I thought. There was one guy in there. On MY machine. Okay. All machines are created equal, so I got on the second machine. The man on the first machine seemed to be going at exactly my pace that I normally do on that machine, and glancing over at his control panel I was correct in that assumption. So, I start up my machine. I take it up to about three on the speed meter to begin walking for the first thirty seconds before I notch it up and begin running. At three, I'm going almost as fast as he is. I can't believe it. So, I notch it up to exactly where I notch the other machine - to 5.7. Now, when the machine reaches 5.7 it's supposed to immediately change the speed to what you're actually doing - and when the other machine reaches 5.7 it immediately changes to MY jogging speed of about 8.2, which I then notch up to about 8.5 during the run. Well, the second machine reaches 5.7 and DOESN'T change. Not only does it not change but I KNOW I'm going at least two clicks faster than I've ever gone on the other machine - in other words I have to be going about 10.2. I don't get it, but I go with it because it's so annoying to me. I then realize that the calories and distance is going to be half or more of what I do on the other machine, and that was exactly right. Keep in mind, that when I did 6.9 miles on the other machine (my highest) and burned 1050 calories, it took just under fifty minutes, and I was going much faster than I've ever gone on my real run. Today, on machine two I did thirty-five minutes and the machine totals were 370 calories burned and 3.6 miles run. Keep in mind, that even when I did the 6.9 miles, I was NEVER EVER winded. EVER. On this lovely sickening stupid machine I was winded for the first time since July, and after ten minutes. I was sweating nine minutes into the run. By twenty minutes I thought I was going to die. And all the while, this unmitigated TURD next to me is doing MY pace on MY machine. He finally quite after about thirty minutes, and when I could take no more, I got on MY machine and sure enough, I got it to the exact speed I was going on the other machine and it was indeed 10.1 or so on the speed meter. Which means I would have done something like 6.5 miles in thirty-five minutes and would have burned off 1000 calories or so. And now I'm up here so exhausted and annoyed I could choke a horse - or, better yet, choke the living life out of that A-HOLE who took MY machine. I shall now begin work on my lighting and projection script. Oh, well, I'm not running tomorrow so maybe it was good.