Treadmill Trauma

My treadmill is broken!

NNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

WHY? WHY? *Sob!*

What am I going to do? How am I going to continue on my weight loss?

The treadmill was always my motivation. It mocked me every night and I answered the call and showed the treadmill who was boss. Now, it is mocking me even further by being SILENT. It just sits there. SITS THERE!

And for snark's sake, I slammed my big toe into it on my way to the bathroom in the middle of the night.

I begged John last night to call in a surgeon, or a treadmill repair guy, to resuscitate my beloved foe.

I'm praying for repairs to commence immediately.

If I set up a treadmill fund, will anyone give? A damn?

Hopeless, I tell you. Hopeless. *Sob!*

Ooh, a Twinkie!

Comments

[mrsmogul]

Can you walk where you are outside? I have a gym membership but never go! DOH So I walk a lot around the neighborhood!

[Sprite's Keeper]

You know, I could, but I also live in Southwest Fla where the humidity is higher than most people's IQ's (and I'm really NOT snarking on people's IQ's, the humidity is just that high!)
But, I will try that today, Tivo The Biggest Loser tonight, and hopefully John can get someone to my home STAT to fix the dang thing so I can exercise in air-conditioning!
But for today (and maybe tomorrow!), I will suck it up and actually walk on *gasp* pavement...

[Kim/hormone-colored days]

I hear your on the treadmill! Even better if you can watch a movie or something while you walk. I try to get highbrow educational DVDs from the library, but usually default to past seasons of the Simpsons or something. (We have no TV reception,; we only watch videos and DVDs.)