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While they ate lunch, I ran on my treadmill.
Oh yea, the treadmill. You don't know about that. My elliptical machine wimped out on me and I was left with no workout machine. Hubs looked into fixing it, but because there's need for a tool that he doesn't have, we had to send part of it home with his buddy. Eventually the machine will be up and running again.
Anywho, his co-worker said he had a treadmill collecting dust at home...and his wifey wanted it gone. I've been wanting a treadmill, but I wanted it in addition to the elliptical machine so I could switch things up every now and then. I was really sad about my elliptical. I needed access to something else. What fabulous timing for a bargain to present itself...
A treadmill worthy of running on is expensive. If you don't spend a pretty penny on it, it will wear out before you know it. We don't really have any pretty pennies, being a single-income family and all.
This co-worker has connections. This treadmill is health-club-run-on-everyday worthy. Brand new, it would be $5,500!! Refurbished, it would be $2,600! Pretty pennies. This guy paid $500 for it. Wholesale. New. Five hundred dollars. Hmmm...what would he sell it for??
Donald says the guy called his wife to talk it over. They came up with $350! How quickly can you say SOLD? Yea, I said it quicker.
So I've started running on my new-to-me treadmill. I love it. I can gauge time/distance/speed...something I wasn't doing when I ran outside. And, since I'm honest, I must say that now I can run all I want to in my garage and not worry about passing traffic getting their morning chuckle because I'm sure that I look like death when I run.
Not to mention that rain has zero affect on my workout. AND...I can still get my workout in when hubs is on travel. Yahoo!
Back to the main story. After my run, of course I had to get cleaned up. Ella has dance class on Mondays. So we went to dance. All was well.
Hubs got home from work and we decided to go play tennis. When we got in the car, I realized that I only had one earring in. Hmmm...wonder if I just lost it when I changed into 'tennis-wear'?
Looked all over the room for that earring when we returned home.
Guess where I found it?
In the shower.
Know what that means?
It means that when I showered after running at lunchtime, the earring came out in the shower.
Which means I took Ella to dance class wearing one earring. Great. I'm sure I looked like a doofus.
No one told me. Did they not see both ears at once to realize that I looked a little coo-coo?
Maybe not. And if they did, and they didn't tell me, tsk tsk tsk.
I vow to tell you if I notice that you're missing an accessory.
Or if your skirt is tucked in your underwear after having been to the restroom.
Or if you have a boogar.
I'm gonna tell ya.
I pinky swear.