Turns out there might be a small problem with my ticker. Had a couple of EKG’s done in the past week where some crazy blip showed up, so now they want to do bunch more tests today.

One of which includes running on a treadmill with sticky electrodes and crazy wires strapped all over my body.

And while I am all strapped-in and electrified and up and running and huffing and puffing, you can bet it will take all my strength NOT to make Bionic Man noises or launch into the speech:

Gentlemen! We can rebuild him. We have the technology. We have the capability to make the world’s first bionic man. Better. Stronger. Faster.

No, this time I will restrain myself, because not only is a heart stress test serious business, but how many times do you think the doctors administering the test have heard THAT before?

But that doesn’t mean I won’t be thinking it.

Wish me luck.

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