During Grandma and Grandpa's last visit, they brought this treadmill over.
You see, Daddy and Mommy seriously need to work on their bods, and everybody can tell. But I think that's why we hadn't bought one yet because we just knew it'd end up collecting junk. But this wasn't just any junk. This junk had a purpose.
And so I said out loud, "well, at least somebody's using it." That moment prompted me soon after to start using it, even though I don't get nearly as much usage out of it as dear Bailey does and she's the last person in this household who needs to get in shape and lose weight.
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