I hate my treadmill...

I really hate my treadmill.  When I'm not using it, it sits in the corner and mocks me.  When I am using it, it tries to kill me.  I'm trying to come to terms with some ugly truths... and make amends for years of neglect.  Thank goodness I'm not alone in this.  Tom is struggling with the same things, and we are a team.  Middle age... bah!  BUT... my mp3 player has become my new best friend.  It gets me through the torture.  I love you MP3 player!!!