Another day, another morning run. Hoping I can keep this early morning run thing going! I think I read somewhere that it takes 2 weeks for something to become a habit, so I’ve still got some time to go, but things are definitely getting easier.
I did 6 easy miles on my garage treadmill 🙂 It’s actually a new (to me) treadmill, because the one I purchased in November from Craigslist had a bum belt. And yes, that’s the technical term.
I’m not really sure what’s wrong with the old tready, but it always made a horrible, obnoxiously loud squeaking sound and the belt often skipped, causing me to almost fall off multiple times per mile. I didn’t realize how bad it was until my husband saw me running on it and told me something was really wrong with it. Oops.
He messed around with the belt, but couldn’t figure out the exact problem. When he tried to run on it, the belt would barely move. I could still keep the belt moving, but he thought maybe he just weighed too much for it. Keep in mind, my husband weighs 165lbs, so the belt should have been able to handle him 🙂
We looked into having it repaired and/or replacing the belt, but this was going to be pretty costly, especially since I payed very little for it. Our wonderful friends had a treadmill just taking up space in their garage, so now it’s my new running buddy.
It’s amazing how much smoother this ‘mill is. I can’t believe I didn’t realize how jacked up (another technical term) my old treadmill was! I also had some tightness in my right hip that only popped up the day after a treadmill run. It would go away if I didn’t use the treadmill for a few days, then would come back with a vengeance when I used the ‘mill again. I think the skipping belt was definitely throwing off my gait!
Needless to say, I’m thrilled with my new partner in crime and so thankful for our friends who were able to help me out. As someone who has to do a lot of runs on the treadmill while my husband is working and the kiddo is sleeping, this thing is a lifesaver.
I’m off to lay around, read a good book and eat candy. Oh wait, no – I’m actually headed to work. A girl can dream, right?