My first official day of training started off with a blast; maybe more of a crunch actually. Two miles into my jog on the treadmill, my foot went crashing through the base of the machine. Needless to say, my session was over at two miles. I'm rather sad to see the treadmill go out like that, I've had that thing forever. It's helped me lose over a hundred pounds and keep it off since Sophomore year of high school. Many of nights have been spent just running away from my thoughts, helping me to cope with issues in life. I love you treadmill!
R.I.P. Tready
(????-2007)
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