
We finally moved the treadmill back out to the porch! I'm so happy about this - having it in the living room was claustrophobic and un-motivating. I had the worst workouts in the living room - the first day I was back out on the porch, I had a great run, which further convinces me that a big part of fitness is a head game. I'm a creature of habit when it comes to working out too - I have a hard time incorporating new routines, and no matter what they are I never feel like it's a 'real' workout unless there's running involved. I know that's silly. Some of you will understand.
Notice the TV on the articulated arm. Tim started running last spring and decided we (he) needed a TV in front of the treadmill. We've had this treadmill for five years, and all that time I was the only one that used it. Did he ever think to ask me if I wanted a TV? Negative. In fact, I never thought of one. I was quite happy with my portable CD player back in the day, and later my MP3 player - but now I have to have all sorts of sensory stimulation: 70 channels, 200 music files, and the scenery too. The remote is velcroed (is that a verb?) on to the controls. It's not state-of-the-art but it sure beats paying gym fees.
It's a hot mess on that side though, so no picture until it's all cute and fab.