I guess I'm going to have to buy a new treadmill. Last night I turned the thing up all the way, and I still could barely jog on it.
I've never bought one. My first treadmill came from my dad, an old, old thing, non-motorized, that left a big pile of black rubber dust every time I used it. It was really awkward and noisy and horrible, and I loved it. I used to watch episodes of 'Booker' over and over while I used it. I was obsessed with the counter on it.
My second treadmill was given to me on my 20th anniversary with the festival. It was a NordicTrack, non-motorized machine, and I kept that for a long time, until I got my sister Sue's old motorized treadmill three years ago. Nothing much worked on it but the speed, but it was nice to have. I was finally able to run on a treadmill, and that's when I trained for the half-marathon in 2003. It only took me two and a half months to work up to ten miles.
Now it's finally time to pick one out and buy one for myself. Let's face it, it's one of the most important things in my house. I was going to buy one with the bonus I got last year after I was the interim Executive Director, so in a way I still owe myself one. I want one with a nice, big flat top that I can put a book or magazine on. But it will need to be delivered, and they'll have to take the old one away.
In the meantime, it's back to the mini-tramp for a while.
I hope you never lose your sense of wonder, You get your fill to eat but always keep that hunger, May you never take one single breath for granted, God forbid love ever leave you empty handed, I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean, Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens, Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance, and when you get the chance to sit it out or dance, I hope you dance!
I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance, Never settle for the path of least resistance, Living might mean taking chances, but they're worth taking, Loving might be a mistake, but it's worth making, Don't let some hell-bent heart leave you bitter, When you come close to selling out, reconsider, Give the heavens above more than just a passing glance, And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance, I hope you dance!