Running Machine

Athletics had hit an initial problem, as to exercise you had to actually Go Outside. Out there were far too many variables. Too many people. too much noise and random interaction. Especially as people thought he was having some sort of medical emergency after just a few minutes.

After careful consideration Sheldon purchased a Treadmill and set it up behind the sofa, facing his white board.

Now he could run while thinking, body and mind in harmony, keeping a steady rhythm as he pondered the latest conundrum, pushing himself mentally and physically to his limits and beyond, becoming a being driven by pure will!

then at the end of the session he would stagger to the board and write the final answers down before slumping into his spot.

"How long was that?"

Leonard looked at the stopwatch. "six minutes 18 seconds. well done, that's a personal best for you"