I've been a treadmill user for over ten years.
Up until last Fall, I was strictly a treadmill walker.
As in walk, don't run.
Run? Fuhgeddaboudit.
I don't want to get sweaty, thank you.
The only two reasons that could possibly make this body run were going to something awesome, like a giant sale at Old Navy. Or from something scary, like zombies.
I still don't know what got into me, but one day I decided to run for a bit on the treadmill.
Know what? I liked it.
Kinda.
I liked the big calorie burn and that made me decide that I could live with running.
On the treadmill. In my basement. With a TV hooked up to a satellite dish.
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