This past weekend, a large piece of equipment was delivered to my house. I had been waiting for a few months for it to arrive.
It is rather special. A hand-me-down I have utilized for years at my mom and dad's house. A gem that I have bonded with and truly come to love.
On Saturday, my father and my brother loaded this giant, awkward item into the back of my dad's pick-up truck and they drove it to my house. I thank them both greatly, because I am certain they had better things to do with their Saturday.
Before they arrived, they called and asked me to measure my doorways. My stairways. And every entrance-way in my home. They gave me the forewarning that this thing was wide. And chances were it was not getting in the house.
I laughed and measured a few doorways. I knew we could somehow manage to get this thing in the basement. Alongside the laundry. On a cozy carpet. Right where it belonged.
We didn't.
My dear sweet jiggle-saving treadmill is currently residing in my garage. The same place I keep my cans of soda because they stay colder than they do in the fridge.
Until I can finagle a way to move this monstrosity inside where there is heat, I shall toss on a fleece and move this little baby outside.
I am also considering moving my treadmill to face the windows. This way I can pretend I'm running out in the great wide open, and not next to the recycling.
It's all in the approach.
Who needs a gym membership when I can run in my garage for free?
Amazon has some great deals if you care to join my "at home" revolution. Check them out!
It is rather special. A hand-me-down I have utilized for years at my mom and dad's house. A gem that I have bonded with and truly come to love.
On Saturday, my father and my brother loaded this giant, awkward item into the back of my dad's pick-up truck and they drove it to my house. I thank them both greatly, because I am certain they had better things to do with their Saturday.
Before they arrived, they called and asked me to measure my doorways. My stairways. And every entrance-way in my home. They gave me the forewarning that this thing was wide. And chances were it was not getting in the house.
I laughed and measured a few doorways. I knew we could somehow manage to get this thing in the basement. Alongside the laundry. On a cozy carpet. Right where it belonged.
We didn't.
My dear sweet jiggle-saving treadmill is currently residing in my garage. The same place I keep my cans of soda because they stay colder than they do in the fridge.
Until I can finagle a way to move this monstrosity inside where there is heat, I shall toss on a fleece and move this little baby outside.
It's all in the approach.
Who needs a gym membership when I can run in my garage for free?
Amazon has some great deals if you care to join my "at home" revolution. Check them out!
It is rather special. A hand-me-down I have utilized for years at my mom and dad's house. A gem that I have bonded with and truly come to love.
On Saturday, my father and my brother loaded this giant, awkward item into the back of my dad's pick-up truck and they drove it to my house. I thank them both greatly, because I am certain they had better things to do with their Saturday.
Before they arrived, they called and asked me to measure my doorways. My stairways. And every entrance-way in my home. They gave me the forewarning that this thing was wide. And chances were it was not getting in the house.
I laughed and measured a few doorways. I knew we could somehow manage to get this thing in the basement. Alongside the laundry. On a cozy carpet. Right where it belonged.
We didn't.
My dear sweet jiggle-saving treadmill is currently residing in my garage. The same place I keep my cans of soda because they stay colder than they do in the fridge.
Until I can finagle a way to move this monstrosity inside where there is heat, I shall toss on a fleece and move this little baby outside.
It's all in the approach.
Who needs a gym membership when I can run in my garage for free?
Amazon has some great deals if you care to join my "at home" revolution. Check them out!
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