Our relationship started off like most relationships do. I was quickly falling in love and couldn't wait for us to spend time together. I smiled like an idiot every time we were in the same room. For the first several months everything was perfect. Then summer came. I started spending more and more time outside... with trails. It wasn't long before I was always outside, running around. I couldn't help it, I just felt so much more alive, happy, free when I was running on a trail. I felt like the treadmill was holding me back.
I've tried for the last several months to make a clean break. I ignored it's calls. I totally gave it the blow off. Whenever we are in the same room together, I make a point to never look it's way. I even pretend that I'm having a great time and getting by fabulously without it. This has worked quite well. I pay no attention to it's sulking presence.
Then Sunday happened. I dressed for what was promising to be a very very cold run. When I went outside, everything was covered in ice, except oddly enough, my driveway. I scraped the ice off my car and started it to help move the process along. Finally, I headed off to meet some friends for a run. Low and behold, when we arrived we found the paved trail was completely iced as well. Ugh...
I knew I had to run. That build up of anxiety from not running enough, yeah, that's what I had. I needed to run. So, I headed home... to my treadmill.
First, I was angry at it. I was angry that I had to run on my treadmill which I now find to be so boring. Once I started running, I started to realize how much I needed that run. I also realized that no matter how much time we spent apart, my treadmill was ready and waiting to take me back.
Yesterday, I was supposed to meet my friend, Heidi, for a run. When I got up and saw that it was 14 degrees, I just couldn't bring myself to do it. I sent Heidi a text to let her know and then, once again, I got on the treadmill.
It was a tough run. We still haven't made a complete reconciliation. I don't think we can ever go back to those first months of blissful love but there's a lot to be said for dependable. Even thought it's starting too look a little smug.
If you saw the FB post about our awesome friend who ran in 14 degrees and ended up with frozen eyebrows and eyelashes, that was the same Heidi. I don't think she has a treadmill. She certainly has determination though and more will power than me since I totally wussed out.
Peace, Love, Happiness!
Are you in my boat when it comes to the treadmill?
What do you do to make the treadmill run less boring?