Ankle Biters

It is very important not to have a silly dog in the same room as you when you are on the treadmill. Some tend to chase your feet and try to bite your ankles.

Treadmill Mishaps

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Musings from the Mill

I have no idea where Bob got the idea that we went to high school together - I don't think I was even born then. ;-)

This is what Bob remembers when I was in high school (I know, I know - Abba called they want their costume back). I am nearly as "old" as Bob.

The 2nd photo is what I looked like on my last birthday (the Big 50). I've changed a bit over the years and gravity has not been kind, but that doesn't mean that I have to accept the extra flab. My husband and I decided just this past weekend to purchase a treadmill, as we both could use some firming and toning and lose some of the baggage that has crept up over the years.

We were off to Canadian Tire to purchase a mill when I received a call from a friend and I happened to mention we were off to town to buy a treadmill. She says to me, "Want mine?"Well, it was just serendipity and we got ourselves a really high-end treadmill for a fraction of the price. Bob, has looked down his nose at me and sniffed that his treadmill is brand new. La-tee-dah!

Anyway - my hopes are to lose around 17 pounds and firm up the ole' "thunder thighs" and improve my overall health. So, I am starting off slowly - doing about 15 minutes at a time at 2 mph with a 5 degree incline. That burns about 70 calories.

Here we go!

Treadmill Trenches is a joint effort between two people who haven't seen each other since high school, more years ago than we care to mention.
It will feature our own challenges to lose a few pounds by walking on our respective treadmills -- mine (Bob's) in Ottawa, Ontario, and Deb in Saskatchewan.
I'm being presumptuous enough to post first with this introduction, so I'll let Deb tell you about her challenge.
It's really a way of challenging ourselves and each other, provide encouragement and moral support to each other, and have some fun while doing it.
I'm 51 -- I'll be 52 next month -- and just bought a treadmill on recommendation from a doctor, a specialist in cholesterol to whom I was referred by my GP. She said "set it up in front of a TV set or you'll never use the damned thing." She also wants me to lose 23 pounds within the next year, getting my weight down to 180. The doctor thinks that will improve several facets of my health, including eliminating the diabetes for which I take medication every day.
So I've started walking on the treadmill, making it part of my daily routine. So far, so good. I'll have to find a scale somewhere in the next little while, to see if it's making any difference yet in my weight.
The first photo posted here is me participating in a toast at my best friend's wedding in Mexico two months ago. I was one of four witnesses in the wedding party. As you can see, the dress code was casual, allowing my untucked shirt to highlight my gut, which is where I carry most of my weight. The second is a close-up, featuring my several chins. One goal of this treadmill challenge is to eliminate several of them.
Stay tuned. This should be fun...