Our treadmill has become my favorite place to hang laundry. With a determined look on his face, my husband told me that he would use it all the time. Seven months pregnant, I remember telling him that it better not become a laundry hanger. Well, here we are six years later.
When not diapering or feeding a baby, I did try and find the time to use it once in a while. Having toddlers try to jump on a moving treadmill did not help my motivation to exercise. About a year ago, I started to use the treadmill on a daily basis. Everything was going along well until I had my "crash and fall" disaster. My kids still giggle about my pratfall on the treadmill. On that particular day, my two middle boys for some reason wanted to pull up chairs and watch me walk on the treadmill. I told them that nothing exciting was going to happen. Well, I guess they had a premonition or something because minutes later I was on the floor with scraped up knees. For some crazy mechanical reason, the treadmill went on auto pilot and changed my speed from 3 to 12 in a second. I went flying and gratefully didn't hit my head and get knocked out. The kids thought it was hilarious. So according to the manufacturer, it needs some kind of $100 computer controller or something. Since my husband was out of work, we put off repairing it. It is still sitting there displaying our family clothes as they dry.
Walking is my favorite form of exercise. When I worked, I always walked all over town during my lunch breaks. As a kid, I walked to school everyday. I feel so invigorated when I walk outside in the fresh air. My walks were also a good chance for me to clear my head and organize my thoughts. I really miss those "me" times during my walks.
Since the treadmill is practically on the scrap pile, I might as well try to fit in those great outdoor walks. I need to do it when hubby is home. If I walk at my 3 year old daughter's rate, I'll never burn any calories or get a workout. She stops to look at each and every flower along the way. I love those walks too, but I look forward to my solo walks as a break from my daily chaos. Once the weather turns a little warmer, I think I'll ask hubby to put down the remote after dinner so he can watch the little ones. Then it will be my time to walk once more. Wish me luck :)