"You really need to work on your attitude," said my doctor. I had been bitching about how much I despise exercise, specifically my treadmill.
"Yeah, well, this is all the enthusiasm you're gonna get," I snapped. "The best part of my week is when I step off the goddamned thing. Because it's the longest possible time until I have to do the treadmill."
Hostile to exercise, she wrote in my file.
Yep.
If she thinks that's hostile, she should see my reaction when I'm on the treadmill and realize that the TV episode I'm watching went a minute longer than usual. I go from zero to rage in 2 seconds.