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April 15, 2021

A ‘Dear John’ to My Treadmill

Photo by Andrea Piacquadio on Pexels.

Babe, I want you to know that I am so grateful for your reliable support during the darkest of days over these past several frigid months. You have been there for me any time of the day, 7 days a week. Seriously, you are a true champ for letting me turn you on whenever I have the urge, but darling, it’s time to bid you farewell; at least for now. You see, the revitalizing morning air, vitamin sunshine, the smell of the dirt, and the song of the birds are calling to me! I’m sorry to run out like this, but the reality is, you can only take me so far. For sure there is no denying that our 30 minute rendezvous in the basement while watching ‘Dr. Oz’ has been swell, but only that. I simply need more: new sites, sounds, mileage… you know, a breath of fresh air!

Luv, I know you’ll be fine while I sow my wild running oats, and one day I will return when the skies gray and the temps plummet for winter slumber. Please wait for me and know that you will always be my sturdy, sure footed companion; I mean, you ARE what got me this far! But for now, this girl’s got to get out and run!

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