Trapped Inside: The Madness of April 6, 2025
04/062025
Trapped Inside – The Madness of April 6, 2025
Maybe the ride was doomed from the outset. If the mind wasn’t ready for the ride. Then it was not ready. The 40-degree temperature didn’t bother me or keep me from going outside. The on and off again rain certainly didn’t keep me indoors. The combination maybe. I think it was really the warning that popped up on my phone from the weather app. The one that warned of potential ice. I think that and driving around and seeing the puddles of water everywhere just did me in and I was trapped inside.
I went upstairs with the best intentions. I had a proper meal. I got my CamelBak ready. I filled two bottles of water, and packed my PB&J. I spent some time on the world wide web and looked up the best movies that were on Prime right now. I am mean I just finished Reacher season 3, I was going to be spinning for two hours and twenty-five minutes in granny gear, so I mean finding a good movie would be a good thing.
I toyed with the idea of Dunkirk. I do love my history, but I decided instead I would do Transformers One, and then pivot to The Fall Guy. Hey look all three movies are in the Top 100 on Prime via Rotten Tomatoes. I just thought Dunkirk might be a little heavy and I was looking for less plot and more action. So, I went with the latter two and I think that might have been where things fell apart.
I don’t know if Prime was just being an asshole. If my internet just sucks in the gym running to the TV or if the Gods just hate me… but wait a minute…. Rewind, I forgot something.
I am also packing for North Carolina. Next week is the Tarwheel ride. So, I was packing and getting ready for my spin. I decide to try on my jerseys I am taking with me to NC. They are both skintight. This makes me angry. I take them off and I tell myself you just must deal with them because you are a fat slob. I stop myself after I say this and tell myself to be kind to myself. My body is shifting. That it will all be all right. Jerseys aren’t supposed to be loose remember. I spoke softly to myself and told myself as I entered the gym room and got ready to get on the bike, that all would be well. Look, you look like what you look like in the jersey. You are doing all the right things. Ease up. Twill be all right. Will be all right. I felt better.
Ok, so we are on the bike now. We are spinning. We find Transformer One. We turn it on, and we get ready to watch and enjoy it, and hopefully get lost in it. That is really the key for me to inside riding is to get lost in the show or movie, because if I don’t, then all I think about is how bad my ass hurts. I really didn’t want to do that today. I didn’t want to sit on the bike seat and cry because of the ole bum bum being sort.
The movie started. It was slower than I hoped. However, worse than that, is the stream was dragging. The movie was playing, but the sound would stop. OMG, let me tell you there is nothing that annoys me more than when I need to watch a movie or TV to keep my mind off my ass, than when the thing drags. It makes me so angry. So, angry.
No matter 15 minutes into the ride, I had to pee. It happens when you take your water pill later than planned and you have had two cups of Iced Dunkin coffee. So, I get off the bike, I walk over, and I unplug the TV, and I go and do my business, and I come back and plug back in the TV and I get on the bike, and I start peddling. I turn back on the TV and find Transformers and I turn it on, and it comes on and I am ridding and watching. Ahhhh, unplugging the TV reset it and now it is streaming just fine.
Then it starts to drag again. I miss the new characters name. I don’t like missing the new characters name. Damn it, I need to know that character’s name. So, I decide I will reset the connection through the settings. Basically, log off my network and log back on. That should do the trick. Except it doesn’t. I am starting to get angry. I am starting to ask why this always happens. How can I get lost in the movie, if I can’t watch the movie. Now, prime won’t come on at all. I am off the bike again, I unplug the tv, wait a minute for it to reset and I am back on the bike. I test Disney it is working; I test Netflix, and it is working. I go to Prime, and it is not working. Black Screen and a white dot that aren’t even spinning.
I am off the bike again. I am ripping the chord out of the wall. I am thinking of ripping the TV off the wall and jumping up and down on it. I am angry mad. I wait the one minute and I am back on the bike. All other apps seem to be working, I go into Amazon and black screen of death and white dots.
I saw red. I looked at the ride, I was 45 minutes in. This was going awful. I wanted to take the remote and throw it though the TV screen. It seems like every night it is something with this TV and my internet. I must reset it. I have gotten into the habit of going into the gym room before I get on the bike. I turn on YouTube and stream some music, I go and change, I come back in and unplug the TV to reset it b/c if I don’t the damn show, I want to stream drags, and it make me so angry. I mean I am very close to putting the remote through the TV. Wouldn’t be the first time I cracked a screen on a TV due to anger, but that is a different story. Stupid younger brother throwing a no hitter against me in bases loaded. Stupid game controller flying out of my hand.
Instead of throwing anything, I am now screaming at the TV. I am yelling at it and pleading with it to just bring my movie back on. I am yelling and pleading very loud. I am off the bike, and I am screaming very loud. I yank the chord out of the wall. I turn and in the hallway my dog is sitting there, terrified. Just staring at me. Wondering what she did to make me angry. She like me always assumes we did something wrong. My heart breaks a little. I got to her, and I reassure her. It is Daddy’s issue not hers. She doesn’t come into the gym room when Dad is on the bike. She knows Dad and the TV have these recurring fights.
I am back on the bike. I am still very angry. I try Amazon one more time. Black Screen of death. I go to Disney, and I turn on the Marvels. I decide, I really don’t want to watch that movie. I mean, I was already in enough pain, I am not sure I wanted to sit through that movie. So, I turn it off, I try one last chance to bring up the Amazon and no, not working.
I get into Netflix, and I find Kong v Godzilla empire something. I don’t know. It turns on. It never really captured my attention though. I was so very annoyed. I was back on the bike, but my heart was not into it. The movie was fine. However, my ass was not.
I stayed on the bike for another hour. I think it was the longest hour of my life. I really tried to get lost in the movie, but I just couldn’t. All, I could do was peddle and think about how uncomfortable the seat was, and how awful it was to ride in my house for anything longer than an hour. I would literally just start at the clock on the computer. We all know how times goes when you clock watch. It doesn’t move. It seemed like minutes became hours and seconds became minutes.
I lasted as long as I could. However, sitting here even now at this time of writing my ass is still hurting. I was disappointed when I got off the bike, however, Kona wasn’t. She was so happy. She ran in and jumped on me. I laid down with her and she covered my face with kisses. She was glad it was over. I kept apologizing for my earlier behavior and she kept licking my face.
David gets here Thursday night, then we drive to North Carolina. I am excited, I have never been to the Tarheel state. It should be a lot of fun. It will be good to be outside and do a bike ride. I will see you on the other side of that.
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