Dear God...we now own one of these! The pic is of the one we bought today, and then slowly moved it into our house. My wife and I pretty much said all the words that you are not supposed to say, but in that time period of actually unboxing it, unwrapping it, moving it from the tailgate down, moving it through the garage slowly, lifting it, er, cussing at it, lifting it again, wrangling it three times, moving it slowly through living room, allowing it to go downstairs to the family room one step at a time, and then slowly rolling it to where we could put it together, we both felt excited to try this new toy out. I hated the process though, to actually get the damn thing in my house! I figure if I go through that again, I will not need a frickin' treadmill! But, as the picture above does depict, it has a cool input for the Ipod, it actually holds my beautiful big boy body without caving in on itself, and is actually really quiet. It has a heart rate monitor on the front handles which is really cool.

I think I am going to use this because for me, I hate going to the gym to be with...uh, people. I am an introvert by design, and so for me, the last thing I want to do as I am already uncomfortable with my body anyway, is to be with a bunch of strangers who mostly look good, but who are trying to burn off that cheeseburger they had for lunch! Me, I am trying to burn off ten years worth! AND, I am already around a bunch of people by the sheer nature of my job, so I very much enjoy the moments alone...including those that I can actually use a treadmill and not worry about being too conscientious about how I look...not that I am as big as a side of beef, but that I have aged well through the wonderful world of crap I shouldn't eat.

I am looking forward to burning calories, drinking something as I go, and listening to really bad Euro-Trance music as I walk my 20 minutes a day! Wait...strike that! Maybe Trance is not such a good idea, as I may fall asleep on said treadmill and roll right off, breaking my ass in two, and forcing me to give up on its seductive tractor beam of "burn, baby, burn!" Any suggestions for music selection is greatly appreciated people...except you who breathes, eats, and sleeps country music. I shan't degrade myself in losing weight to be motivated by songs of tractors, my cousin, rifles, and beer! Seriously, don't even try to go there. Now metal on the other hand... Metal is the key to getting me healthy and of course keeping my heart beating. Try listening to any Dream Theater, Slayer, Serenity, or Queensryche song with a calm and collective pulse...I would say you are not alive at all! More later...