John 8:32 "Then you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free." NIV

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Sleeping with the Enemy...

Well, not exactly sleeping with it, but thanks to Bob and his pending move to VA, on Saturday the Enemy arrived (with a little muscle) in our basement.

First things first, we had to ask beg the kids to clean a space up in the basement for it to fit... and to make a path to get it in its space. The mirror was always there. I guess the previous owners had a gym set there or something, so naturally, this became the spot for the Enemy. Right in front of the cedar closets. It is okay because the one is stuffed full of Christmas decorations (which means there is not reason to open it on a regular basis). The other one does have some of the kids toys in there, but thankfully the way the Enemy fit, it left one door available to be opened. And thus... the Enemy has found a new home.

The Enemy is nice. It was one of those expensive ones and Bob has taken EXCELLENT care of it. For the record, I would have never purchased a treadmill for our home. I would rather give birth without an epidural and in all seriousness, run outside in 25 degree temps in my running skirt. But I COULD NOT pass up this offer. And since we have a treadmill, the gym membership will end... very soon!

Today we had a Snow Day, but we never had snow. It was ICE, and frankly a 2 hour delay would have done the trick - I do feel sorry for the dude that has to make those calls but I accepted it. With my plans all shot, I decided that I would... reluctantly test the Enemy. In fact, I decided that today was the day to do a "brick".

I turned on MTV's Made (classically trained pianist wanted to be a rock start) and hopped on the trainer. Since I do not have a bike computer yet, I have no idea how far I pedaled. After 20 minutes, I hopped off, removed my bike shoes, put on my running shoes and headed to the basement to test drive the Enemy. 

Kiera snapped this picture of me running. I think this was after mile 1. I was pretty hot, something that I haven't been in a while. (I never realized how much the skirt flips up in the back. I guess this is a tease... and gives the term "skirt chaser" a WHOLE new meaning to me). I am NOT sure why my fists are clinched. Maybe I was angry or something?

It wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be. The miles did seem to drag on, but I could force myself to go faster by increasing the speed. I could listen to my music, actually, I had too because the kids each had a play date over and were not exactly playing quietly. Brock decided to dress up in his Hulk costume and chance the girls into a corner. I never knew that the Hulk carried a light saber, but apparently he does in our house.

The kids kept coming in an out of the basement and I kept running, listening to my music. They actually never bothered me. I did ask them to play nicely, once, but overall, it was a good run.

When I finished, I felt good. Tired. And I really did not notice a twinge in my legs going from the bike to the mill. I think I was slightly distracted by using the Enemy, but the Enemy turned out to be okay. I doubt that I will ever pile on miles that those of you in blog world do... but in the end I ran 3 miles. I might have to give the Mill a new name besides the Enemy.... one day.


Rene' said...

you did it! i think you might grow to love him. it's hard, but sometimes when that is all you have you have to go with it:)

Shellyrm ~ just a country runner said...

It is nice to have the option to stay inside and run, even if it's not your first choice.

H Love said...

man you look fit and strong. YES I think a name change is needed...remember we need to LOVE our enemies!

Cynthia said...

Maybe you can name it frenemy :)
I like this definition best from urban (cause this is totally where everyone should look up their words)
"Someone who is both friend and enemy, a relationship that is both mutually beneficial or dependent while being competitive, fraught with risk and mistrust."

April said...

Congrats on your new friend/enemy! I have a love/hate relationship with my dreadmill too.


embrace the treadmill. it's a running mom's best friend.

Anonymous said...

Love Thine Enemy!! LOL..epidural and

*~* *~* Tracy said...

I think I missed something...Bob is moving???

And welcome to the love/hate your treadmill club! (When my hip heals)I'd rather run outside in a blizzard in my undies, but I'm very grateful for my TM!

coach dion said...

Firstly Tracy I want to see that!!! (post pictures)

2nd The Enemy sounds good, now all you need to do is run him into the ground

Pam said...

Congrats on the latest addition! haha Yes, treadmills are boring and horrible, but I guess they serve their purposes. I got on one at the gym last night for the first time in a while. Only because my HM training plan started this week and Tuesdays are interval days. The treadmill is about the only way I can see myself doing intervals.