Aquajock
Cathlete
Hey, guys! Earlier this year I was selected to test out a new cross-trainer being developed by a seriously major athletic footwear company, and I faithfully did my workouts and logged them in and faxed my logs and my comments back to The Company and then at the end sent a totally grody, sweaty pair of shoes back to them to dissect.
Well, what should land on my doorstep last night but a brand NEW pair of cross-trainers in development, with another box and log sheet and what-have-you. They must've liked how I did it before.
How cool is that?! These shoes will probably retail for a small fortune, and it's an added incentive for yours-truly to not give in to The January Blow-Off Syndrome given that I could never fudge my numbers (they expect a certain number of workout hours logged in).
A-jock
Santa Landed On Her Doorstep
Well, what should land on my doorstep last night but a brand NEW pair of cross-trainers in development, with another box and log sheet and what-have-you. They must've liked how I did it before.
How cool is that?! These shoes will probably retail for a small fortune, and it's an added incentive for yours-truly to not give in to The January Blow-Off Syndrome given that I could never fudge my numbers (they expect a certain number of workout hours logged in).
A-jock
Santa Landed On Her Doorstep