My treadmill was finally repaired this weekend. It burned up most of our Saturday afternoon but the repair tech was such a nice fellow. Currently, I have to really focus when running on it too, he applied a generous amount of liquid wrench under the new belt. I suspect the original belt developed its crease from the huge, cracked dry patch of wood that is sandwiched (or encompasses) the belt. This is where the bulk of my weight has been pounding on the treadmill.
We chose to use the work gym due to our Avengers agenda and today my insomnia kept me from rolling my big fat ass out of bed. Thus, I took my gear in case I felt the inspiration after work. With only 1.5 miles remaining to tackle running/distance goal number three, I chose to go for it.
Success!
Now the countdown widget has been adjusted for destination number four which I think I can pull off by my birthday in 75 days. Clovis is less than 74 miles away and if I’m averaging over two miles/day, I might be there before June ends.