I probably need to unpack that a bit. I finished first, which means I quit before anyone else, having run about a quarter mile of the 4 1/2 mile course. I wasn't even registered to run, so I didn't feel incredibly guilty about wimping out. But for that quarter mile, I was keeping up with the runners, in the pack, wearing my comfy crocs, as I headed back home. When my street came up, I dipped out, surprising some of the onlookers, and walked up the hill to my house.
I was out of breath when I arrived. That little bit of running, and the walk up the hill, got me breathing heavily.
I have run the annual Thanksgiving event once before, registered and everything. Made it all the way to the end, and I was in shape enough that I could have turned around and done it again. Those days are in the past.
One of the cool perks at work is their program called "Perks at Work". They want you to know that it's something you really should count as a benefit of working there. You can give kudos to your teammates, and those translate into funny money that can be spent on overpriced stuff from a catalog. It is overpriced; find a specific purse or guitar or anything and look it up, it's for sale 25% or more cheaper everywhere. I guess they feel that since it's not real money, it's funny money, that they can overcharge and you're going to be fine with it.
But one of these things, last time I looked, was a home treadmill. We have a gym at work (a legitimate perk) that I most often use to change into work clothes when I bicycle to work. They have some nice treadmills there (but dude, I just biked to work, I got my exercise for the day). If I had one at home, I could watch YouTube or a movie or something that I would do at my desk, but while getting some steps in, slowly getting back to a place where I could run almost five miles like it was no big deal.
My son's bench weights are taking up the space I would use for the treadmill. We got talking, and thought that maybe we could get a storage units for his weights and his Magic cards (he has A LOT of MtG cards). There's some crates I don't need every day (or month) down in the cellar, too.
So now:
- Get a storage unit
- Take down the weights and somehow get them to the storage unit
- Perk at work and get a treadmill
- Set it up
- Actually use this thing for a year instead of it becoming another "hey those weights you never use are taking up all this space".
- Run in the Manchester Road Race next year, but f'r rills.
Wow, that sounds like a lot of work, actually.
(If any of you reading this actually ran in the road race — I was there, cheering you on, and hope next year I can be running with you rather than just near you!)
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