My husband bought me a treadmill because it was almost impossible to find time in my day to exercise outside of our home. I tried the whole getting up at 4:30 a.m. thing and I went to the local YMCA. Let's just say by 4:30 p.m. I wasn't very pleasant. It only got worse as the night continued. I am thrilled with my treadmill and I am using it often. My kids are also using it which is a double blessing. My oldest son, the resident health nut and lifeguard and worker at the YMCA, came in one day while I was on the treadmill. He came downstairs to encourage me in my effort. As he came closer to me, he saw that I was watching the Food Network while running on the treadmill. "Could that be your problem, Mom?", he asked. What problem??? Is it my fault I like to dream of yummy desserts and special treats while being on the treadmill? I think not!!!!
grace and peace,