I can't remember when I started walking on a treadmill but it was a 30 minute morning ritual for years. It equaled about a mile, just enough to break a sweat.
But ever since my operation I just haven't felt up it, in fact mulling over the thought of Hillary Clinton in the White House for four years had made the graveyard in Oklahoma look more appealing.
So to revive my interest, my wife came up with this super-duper, streamlined treadmill that took the delivery men almost a half hour to assemble.
Having had only twelve years of schooling I couldn't even figure out how to start it.
Kay and Jamie had to explain everything.
This was the test drive.
(By the way NSA, I was only kidding about Mrs. Clinton.)
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Thursday, January 30, 2014
Physical Fitness! #1
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You're setting a wonderful example for young and old in America.
To hell with the NSA it's happy
homelife with my incredible wife
that keeps me from ranting about
"Horrible Hateful Hillary"
Fortunately she doesn't go here
My treadmill has an important
purpose as it sits nicely next
to my "as new" exercycle & a
large blue exerball allowing a
photo opportunity for a realtor
when it's time for us to move on
I was wondering if the two young members of the family were the cheering section or the task masters.
Glad to see you're up and around.
My best guess Larry would be one
of each with Miss Katie being the
eyes & ears (on the earie) for
the medical supervisor Dalilah
& Master Jamie the cheerleader
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