My treadmill broke yesterday.
It didn’t break in the not usable sort of way.
Instead, I was about a mile into my run yesterday morning, and I felt a board? fall out of the middle of it. I could still run, it was just bouncier. Like nothing was underneath me anymore.
I had visions of my foot going through the belt and then my treadmill sucking me underneath itself - punishing me for the 5 years of torture I have caused it.
So, I backed up (I am a front of the treadmill runner) and it felt much more sturdy, enough to finish my run.
This is obviously a problem that really isn’t a problem. I have a gym membership. My office has plenty of treadmills. It is spring. There is still something so nice about being able to go down to the basement and run. So, I might be in the market for a new treadmill.
What is more likely to happen is that I will keep trying to use it until I break it beyond use.
Or my foot goes through the belt.
I feel so off today because Ina stayed at Dan’s parents house last night and she will again tonight. Dan and I already started with the Ina impersonations, which is what we do when we miss her. By tonight we will probably be at 100% Ina-talk.
I hope your day is covered with icing!