I have told a few tales about how clumsy I am on a treadmill…
OK. I could only find one.
So it is for good reason I fear the treadmill. I remember once it was January in Caratunk and so it was zip’s ass cold (like -30ish) and I asked a friend if I could run on a treadmill at her house. She said sure.
Her father-in-law was home, and we went down to the cellar and he got me hooked up. I started running, the plan was to run 8 miles.
I looked down after what I was positive was 40 minutes to see that I had only been running about 5 minutes. I kept over running the treadmill, so I would speed it up, then I was almost flying off the back, so I would slow it down.
I couldn’t get comfortable and I swear I could feel the shin splints forming on the front of my leg.
This treadmill crap couldn’t possibly be healthy.
After about 15 minutes I gave up, shut everything down and walked upstairs.
My friend’s father-in-law met me at the top of the stairs and said, “Holy cow, it sounded like a team of Clydesdales down there! What on earth were you doing?”
Awesome. I galloped outside and ran in the deep freeze.
So it is for those reason and because I like to run outside and go somewhere that I just don’t do treadmills.
As I made the drive into town to get to the gym, I thought of my plan to park run, then go to the gym to shower before work. It is a good plan I think.
Except that when I got to the gym at 5:15 it was still midnight dark.
I’m not in Caratunk, I just can’t run around in the dark here.
There are things…like people to look out for.
And I am scared of the dark.
Well. Here I am. Not at home. But here it is unfamiliar. And there are those darn two legged things running around.
The other thing is, there is pretty much no shoulder, no lights, just a lot of log trucks and people hurrying to work driving with their knees texting their buddies with one hand and drinking coffee with the other.
But I guess I am sitting in a parking lot at a gym with about 15 treadmills.
What is funny about this is that I actually was trying to figure out a way to run safely on this section of road in the dark instead of running on that stupid treadmill. As I was avoiding the obvious solution to my non-problem, my precious minutes of workout time were floating away.
I went in and threw my stuff in a locker and went into the cardio room and jumped on a treadmill.
There was literally one other person in there. I guess that is one of the benefits of getting up at 4am.
So I ran.
I really hate to admit it…
It wasn’t terrible. I kind of liked it.
Not enough to do it every freaking day. But it wasn’t bad.
Emz would be so proud.