Treadmill B is the only treadmill for the 700 or 800 of us living on the ship. Today "B" also stands for bobbing -- the ship is bobbing like a cork in the Indian Ocean as we approach the Cape of Good Hope and the Atlantic. There are waves, swells, and winds; the sky and sea are dark, with rains coming. Every once in a while the ship lurches -- as some say, it seems like we hit a whale.
So, I am particularly proud to have had a successful 30 min. run this morning (30 is the full allocation). If I look down at the letter B on the frame of the treadmill, and keep it lined up with the center of the rails, and keep concentrating, it is possible to run (not too fast) under these circumstances.
As for stretches on the aft deck, the Ship's movement does a good job of turning a a static stretch into a dynamic stretch. Sitting and lying on the mat is a little like trying to make your bed while you're in it -- the wind keeps trying to wrap the mat around you.
No matter what, I do not intend to take another Meclizine -- it totally put me to sleep a couple of days ago. Some say 1/4 is enough to fight the sea sickness. I have been eating ginger from the Japanese temple. Actually the worst of the bobbing will probably be in the night, and unfortunately, it may be dark as we round the Cape of Good Hope.
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