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Wednesday, March 14, 2007

The Possessed Treadmill

Today my kids and I had a fabulous time at our playgroup. It was Jane's first birthday and as such her mom had planned a little birthday party. Jane's mom had made corned beef, carrots, potatoes and rolls for lunch followed by egg-free cupcakes and cookies that the kids got to decorate (we have a couple egg allergies in our playgroup.) As you can see it was quite a feast. The kids and I left with full bellies, tight pants and smiles on our faces. The boys were very cooperative about quiet time. After dealing with a completely annoying charitable organization that starts with the letter "S" and ends in the word "army", I decided that I would go use the treadmill in my basement, since I've been trying to do more walking. Plus, I had just indulged in that great feast. Before I had kids I know I would have thought "but you have all day to take the boys outside to go walking!" Yeah, it's not quite the same speed when you have to constantly stop as your 3.5 year old examines every leaf. Plus my husband was working late so it didn't look like there would be any chance to walk after dinner (much less go to the Y), again at a decent pace.

I grabbed my iPod and went down to the basement to greet the treadmill which I have always considered to be a partner in my weight-loss routine. Okay, maybe I never really thought about the treadmill as being anything but just there for me to use to work out. I'll tell you one thing though - I never considered it to be the DEMON IN MY BASEMENT! I got everything all plugged in and turned on. I put my earphones in, started my iPod, and then pressed the start button on the treadmill. Then I almost died. All of a sudden the treadmill went so fast that I could barely hold on. I could smell the motor burning. In my panic, I couldn't let go of the handbar to pull the emergency plug. I finally forced myself to fall off it to the side while simultaneously pulling a muscle in each of my thighs, because otherwise I would have slammed into the furnace and cement pillar directly behind me. The treadmill was still going (yes, I know I should have had the key clipped to me instead of resting in the cupholder). I checked the speed and it said it was 0.5. I stopped the machine and restarted it while I was standing next to it and it did the same thing. My husband had complained that the same thing had happened to him in the middle of his workout last night and I may, just may have, possibly thought that he had unknowingly hit the speed increase arrow. That's just hearsay though.

I called the store I bought the treadmill from who called the manufacturer to see if it's still under warranty (it's a few years old) and will be getting back to me. In the meantime, after my kids had dinner I took them to the park where there was a lot of very leisurely walking. OS had his boots on and was able to jump in all the puddles. He was the envy of all the other kids there who of course tried to imitate them until their parents caught them, gave me the evil eye, and made the kids stop since they weren't wearing boots.

A. Elliot's Lesson Learned: Heed the warning on the treadmill that encourages you to rest your feet on the side of the platform when first turning it on.

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