Walked halfway across town on a muggy day, rented a very powerful 1/2 ton GM pickup from U-Haul (so big, we were looking down into the beds of other pickups), and picked up a very nice (and very dusty) treadmill from my ex, took it home and hauled it up stairs, through the hall (knocking books off the bookcases like it was dollar day at the big box) and got it all set up and running. Drove the truck 6 miles but it took almost three gallons of gas to "top it off." Hmmm. Me smells a rat. Took it back this morning and walked to work. My dogs are tired. Last thing I would want to do is spend time walking on a machine right now.
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