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Emery led me over to the weight area and to an unusual treadmill. The panel wasn’t on the front of the treadmill, but on the wall five feet in front of the machine. Emery gestured to the treadmill.
“If you would step on here please we can begin your speed testing,” he told me.
I reluctantly stepped onto the treadmill while Emery walked over to the panel on the wall. He pressed a few flat buttons on the colorful panel and turned to me.
“Are you ready?”
I shrugged. “As ready as I’ll ever be.”
“Very well. We will begin.” He pressed a button and the treadmill started.
The initial pace was slow. I could have walked it in my sleep. I folded my arms and grinned.
“Is this it?” I asked him.
“I will now increase the speed in increments,” he warned me.
He pressed the lowest button
