I’ve been belly-aching for a while now about wanting a treadmill. Months, I tell you! There wasn’t a night in the past 35-40 days that I didn’t mention to my husband how BADLY I wanted one. I probably said it 5-10 times a day. Finally, he got fed up and told me he was going to buy me one just to shut me up.
This is what I get the next day:
He bought it from some old geezer on Craigslist for $40 (geezer lived in a bad part of town too).
“Honey, the incline still works on it, so I think I can get it to work easily. A wire is probably loose in the motor”, he says.
Yeah, right. That was 2 weeks ago. He did tinker around with it a few times. Even managed to electrocute himself
once twice and almost set our bedroom on fire. Now it just sits there in our bedroom, taking up space I could be using for a treadmill that DOES work. Every once in a while, you will see him standing there looking at it and fiddling with it. Oh and, good news! Now a treadmill is no longer in our budget at the moment because we need another vehicle! *sigh* He’ll not hear the end of this any time soon.
“$40.00 seemed like a good deal at the time”, he says.
If that’s not bad enough, Cycle 2 has sucked eggs so far! I’ve only lost 2 pounds on this cycle. I blame it on Rick. This is my cheat weekend and boy…am I cheating!! I get to start Cycle 3 on Monday. More about that later…
I need to win the lottery…
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