My treadmill is in the spare bedroom so my train of thought goes something like this:

- Better throw the towel over the display so I can focus better.

- Good lord this is boring (peek under towel).

- Hmmm, I wonder if I can make the pasta to go with that leftover sauce tonight.

- (peek under towel)

- It is SO hot in here, am I flashing or is it really that hot in here.

- (peek under towel)

- Hmmm, still hot, all by my lonesome here...I don't really need to wear my shirt.

- (peek under towel)

- Wow, my bare boobies are jiggly (hee hee).

- (peek under towel)

- Bored now! If I get off now I'll come back later and finish.