It was noon, I was waiting for a delivery and didn’t want to go out for a walk and miss it, so I stayed in and thought I could do a workout. But I didn’t want to be in the middle of some hardcore exercise when the delivery showed up, so I got on the treadmill, set it to 5–a leisurely pace of 12 minutes per km–and walked for exactly five minutes. I did not sweat.
But I did burn nineteen calories. Woo. Behold:
I gained more than 19 calories back later just by looking at a container of Goldfish crackers.
The delivery showed up about a minute after my workout was complete, so I like to think I handled the whole thing perfectly.
And lazily.
