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.