treadmill

The treadmill I gave T for Christmas when I was pregnant with E has lain dormant at our house since E was born. T dutifully worked out every day from Christmas until April, when E arrived. Then it just began to gather dust. We even moved the treadmill to the new house this summer, because we thought we might actually use the treadmill someday. Today was that day. I was cold, just sitting around in the house. I figured I could either bump up the heat, put on more clothes, or do something that made me sweat. I chose the last option. So for a very brief (didn’t want to over-do it my first day back at a workout) 10 minutes, I walked on the treadmill. I hope that I’ll be able to keep up some semblance of a routine, eventually walking 20-30 minutes 4-5 times a week. It’s not so much that I need to lose weight — I don’t. But my heart could stand some serious healthiness-making.