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March 8th, 2009 at 6:09 pm

Time on the Treadmill

Posted in: writing journal

I have redeemed myself…. I stewed over it all weekend but finally got on the treadmill this afternoon.  I have been running outside… on my way home from work… at the Sammamish River Trail in Bothell for the last month.   My treadmill died in early January and it took the repairman forever to get the part and even after repaired, it still would stop… just stop for no apparent reason.  So… after spending nearly $800  for repairs and I suspect… another $200 to replace bearings (that’s the new diagnosis as to why it stops)… I have this treadmill that I’m wary of using cause it’s frustrating when it stops and I have to reset and start again.

It snowed this weekend… that was my excuse for not getting outside to do my run/walk…. I am up to 3 miles running/2 miles walking.   I’ve just sat around feeling guilty about not getting in my exercise… doubly so… cause last week I only got three days in.

So…. I got off the couch and changed clothes… got my i-pod and headset on for music… and hit the treadmill.  God… did it feel good and easy and just plain therapeutic.  AND… it never once shut off.

Now I can sit and “do nothing” without guilt.

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