Not Once but Twice

In my sophomore year of high school my best friend and I decided to start a Bible study run out of his house on Sunday nights for our friends. The Bible study was great, everyone was getting really into it and the guys really seemed to enjoy coming out and discusing religion and spirituality Rarely did we ever Tyler and I get to share what we had prepared for the week but we were perfectly content with the passion filled discussions that took the floor over our Scripture reading. We would usually meet for a total of 3 and a half hours, an hour of which was reserved for dinner which we got a restaurant owner who attended the church we went to provided for us week in and week out (probably the real reason the guys would come out), an hour and a half of "Bible study" or religious discussion, and the last hour to just hang out and play video game or whatever was desired.
Of course me being me, as you have read throughout past weeks never steps down from a bet. So when one night, when I was dared to jump on the treadmill at full speed at agreed. The guys and I walked downstairs where the treadmill was and turned it on. I watched the miles per hour increase as Kevin was hysterically laughing in anticipation for the stunt about to be performed. Finally at 15 MPH the treadmill reached its top speed and I mounted the sides and readied myself. A bunch of the guys gathered around and Kevin got the camera on his phone ready. I braced my self hopped off the sides and planted my feet on the tread. My body shot off. I remember thinking, "wow that hurt a lot more than I thought it would" which was drowned out in the laughter of my friends. After everyone got settled back down I asked to see the video that Kevin took...he didn't save it. To this day I don't know why I did, but I did it one more time, this was the product.