STOP! In the Name of Love!

I have been so insanely, inexcusably lazy for the last, say, two months that it's out-and-out depressing. With a 20-year reunion coming up in only five weeks, I need to get my arse in gear. Inspired by one of those "I need to do something good for myself" moments that follow a period of emotional duress, I decided to take the plunge and purchase something I've wanted for years: a treadmill.

So off I traipse over to Dick's on my lunch hour to look at what's out there, and there are several on clearance for as low as $400. I wrote down the models and checked them out online only to discover they aren't rated that high. Sigh....

Undeterred, I went to Dick's again today, determined to purchase a new treadmill. I went in for this....


...and walked out with this...




Sigh...I just couldn't do it. Which really pisses me off because I've wanted one of these for years.

But hey, the trampoline was only $29. But I have visions of Kathy Bates as Evelyn Couch in "Fried Green Tomatoes" bouncing about on her trampoline singing, "Stop! In the name of love!"

Dude, I don't want to go to my high school reunion looking like this...



Hey, at least my hair is more fabulous than hers! :-)

OB