Think of a monk chanting Gregorian chants when you read that title.
Houston: "The treadmill has landed. This is one giant leap for mankind."
We finally have the treadmill. I say finally because we bought it on Tuesday but didn't bring it home until yesterday. It only took 3 hours and a dozen curse words to put it together. Not too bad. I'll take a picture of it later and post it here for you to see. It's a behemoth of a machine. Takes up a ton of space- but I LOVE it. I'm so glad that we have it!!!! Rian is the first to break it in (and he was so reluctant and didn't want me to have it... hee hee). He's doing a 2 hour run on it right now. I'll go for a measly 30 minute run when he's done. I can't wait!
Post Part II:
I got on and ran a 5K after Rian got done. The treadmill counts the distance to the thousandths of a mile. It's amazing how long it takes to go one tenth when you're watching the hundredths and thousandths places tick off VERY slowly. ;)
I love having a treadmill in my living room. I wore what I wanted to wear, not what looked decent on me and hid my bulges. I would have never worn that in public, but it's perfectly acceptable in my living room. What a freeing feeling.
We went rock climbing this afternoon with another couple for an hour and a half. I need to work on finger/hand strength. I have all the power I need in my legs, but I have trouble grabbing hold of little handholds and holding on. I did a good, high climb today. I made a few little monkey jumps (maybe not really big jumps- but big for me). I still have that fear of heights that keeps me from going too high. I got higher than I ever have before, but I just get to a certain height and know I need to stop and come down. Maybe one day I'll climb to the top. Maybe...
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