Death by treadmill?

Apparently some people shouldn't be left to workout unsupervised.

I walked in about 7:00 PM, threw my stuff in a locker, plugged in my iPod, and hopped on the first empty treadmill in the women's section of the gym. I like the women's section, not that I'm concerned about being checked out, but because from upstairs I can watch and learn how the circuit training machines work and it's less crowded (really).

So, I've got a groove goin', Fat Burning cycle, movin' my feet at roughly 3.5 mph. Not running, but for my short legs, movin'. I set my iPod on the lip of the console while I walked, and zoned out to the TV in front of me. About a 1/2 an hour into my walk, I caught someone out of the corner of my eye, so I turned my head to look at them. Of course, doing that pulled my iPod off the console where it fell between my legs onto the belt of the treadmill (while still attached to my ears). I looked down to see my player being zipped through my legs. I couldn't figure out what to do quickly enough so I jumped onto the side bars. My iPod was pulled from my headphones and shot off the back of the belt. After standing there for nearly a full minute, I finally figured out that the big red STOP button can actually be used in such an emergency. Needless to say I felt like an ass (no other word for it). And the girl on the elliptical next to me? Well, I thought she was sure to have an accident, she was laughing so hard.

I swallowed my pride, stepped off the treadmill, put my iPod back together (no damage done), and resumed my walk. Only this time, I actually attached it to my waist.

Live and learn.