Not getting anywhere

I cycled for a full hour this morning and went exactly nowhere, although I did review most of the Contracts outline for the bar exam. Fitness machines, imho, must figure prominently in hell. You're really sweaty, the scenery sucks, you never get anywhere, and it all smells funky. Afterward I was so hungry I ate the following: a candy cane, a Clif bar, a black bean burger, several jalapeno poppers, a few fries, half a slice of cake, and a lot of water. I achieved spiritual oneness with The Very Hungry Caterpillar. I would've eaten more but by then - like the Caterpillar - my tummy hurt. Looking forward to becoming a beautiful butterfly.