Full of nothing.

I went outside this afternoon to run. As I was running, I actually saw snowflakes falling. They were the kind of snowflakes that evaporate before they hit the ground, but I was still running while snowflakes were falling. And I decided that we should get a treadmill, because running in the snow is ridiculous. I do think it upped my street cred, though. “Kari is awesome! She even runs in the rain and the snow!”

We aren’t going to get one, but if we did have a treadmill, I think I would use it. I grew up in a treadmill family, and I wasn’t the most consistent user of it, but college and grad school really cemented my treadmill love. Some people don’t like it, but any exercise I can do while reading or watching TV is good exercise as far as I am concerned.

Now I am drinking tea (my lungs do not like running in the cold, so drinking tea also means breathing in lots of warm tea air) and getting ready to work on some laundry issues. Mike is actually in his pajamas (he wasn’t kidding), I finished a book today, and we’re just full of nothing. It’s a good feeling.

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4 Comments

  1. I can’t stand treadmills, but we do have a stationary bike in the basement and it actually gets a lot of use.

    Posted 2/12/2006 at | Permalink
  2. treadmills are good for the cold and rainy days…but nothing beats running outside on a good day.

    Posted 2/12/2006 at | Permalink
  3. scott

    i can’t run in the cold. at least not very far. i remember doing it once where it didn’t effect me too much, but usually my lungs don’t like it at all. i like treadmills, but if i have one at home i probably wouldn’t use it. cause i’m at home, there’s stuff to do where i don’t have to sweat profusely. besides, if its nice, i’d rather run outside. i use one at the gym at work, its cool.

    Posted 2/13/2006 at | Permalink
  4. Your street cred with me is up.

    Posted 2/13/2006 at | Permalink

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