last night I had a genius idea : go to the gym and workout WHILE i watch Lost. perfect. I approached Brad carefully, knowing that I couldn't get my hope up. After all, he was feeling horrible due to allergies...and Kate was dressed for bed but not in bed yet. Asking he minded me going to the gym at 7:45 meant so much more...let me list them.
- He would have to put kate to bed
- He would have to watch Lost alone
- He would have to get up and put Kate back to bed repeatedly if she proved difficult
- He would have to get up EVERY time the dog wanted to go outside (usually we alternate)
I am cruel aren't I? It's not that he doesn't do all of this on a regular basis but he was feeling pretty bad.
To my surprise he said SURE. I am starting to think I can ask anything and as long as the sentence has the word "GYM" (which I am sure he translates to: carrie getting a bikini body) or "Photo Shoot" (which translates to : more money for new house down payment) he will say yes.
So I jet out of there quick and arrive at the gym with 15 minutes to figure out how to change the channels on the gym TV. A broad smile spread across my face when I see that the middle TV is off which is perfect because i can set it to lost and see it from any location. I get the controls, read the directions posted on the wall and head confidently to the middle of the room.
I raise my magic wand Tv remote and point it towards TV #3.
nothing happens.
I jab at the controls, puzzled.
nothing happens.
Marching back ot the wall of instructions I read them s..l..o..w..l..y so I don't miss anything.
Once again back to the middle of the room, raised controller...
nothing happens on TV #3 but TV#2 goes off. uh oh.
I point the controller at TV#2 and TV #3 goes off. Now it's a battle of the TVs going off and on but never the right one. I stop and scan the room looking for the video monitors and consider waving at the guy who owns my gym and it most likely watching me and laughing. Instead I make eye contact with the other three people in the gym - all smiling broadly.
I apologize and find that NONE of them are watching the TVs at the moment and NONE of them know how to use the controls.
I march back to the wall of instruction. I reread everything - but I didn't miss anything.
Back to the middle of the room where I pause and then step exactly beneath the TV and point the controller with in a few inches of the sensor.
SCORE!
In my delight I throw my arms straight up in the air and yell "SCORE" -- then I remember my audience.
Thrilled to have entertained them all, I replace the controller and get on my machine of choice. Victory was sweet until I realized that I did not have any sound and I forgot to turn of the SAP options....back to the controller.
I managed to get it all in order by the time LOST actually began and it seemed to serve as a group lesson on TV operations. The others thanked me before they left for figuring it out - they each had not had the boldness to try and change the channel and they appreciated me "teaching" them.
Next week I will be watching LOST at home.