I love my new treadmill. I love that I found it, I love that I crammed it in the car by myself, and I love how I feel when I use it. I can tell it’s poor quality, but it’s so portable. I can move it around all the different rooms of my house, using it in front of the television when I’m watching, or in my bedroom with my headphones and an audiobook when Jake’s playing video games.

I see how Lisa worked her way quickly up to 30 miles a week. I am ...