Recently, Ms. Eclectic and I decided to buy a treadmill (this one, which receives pretty good reviews, for the price — many thanks to BenS for all his helpful advice).
The problem? The bloody thing weighs 220lbs in the box. Just moving it into the house from our van was a struggle. I strained muscles in my back and leg. Even if/when we get some friends to help us put it in place and set it up, I'll probably have to wait at least another week before trying it out.
The idiotic thing is that I just cannot understand/internalize this aging process thing that is happening to me. I used to be able to carry 100, 150, or even 200 pounds all the time. I seem unable to get it through my thick skull that I can no longer do those things. As I said,





John is right, as are most economists, when he says that people age with time.