because it's been getting cold here lately, and because i don't (yet) have the accoutrements for cold weather running (what would those be? mukluks? toque? seal pelt parka? snowshoes? a sled with a team of huskies?), i decided to use the treadmill that has been looming in the basement these last however many months.
it is a simple machine (which means it only took me about three tries to get it operational): there's a rabbit for speed, and a mountain for incline. obvious, really. i start out with 3.5 rabbits and work my way up. the incline is another story. i tried to get it to go up. then i tried to get it to go down. it seemed to not really do much of either, and i finished my walk-run (more and more run! less and less walk!) with a nice sheen of sweat yesterday. today, i thought i'd do it all over again.
5 minutes in, i realised i couldn't do it. not today. the running was beyond me, but i could still manage a very brisk walk* that seemed far more difficult that it should have been. i lowered my rabbits and still it seemed like hard going. thinking that perhaps the mountain was stuck, i tried to increase it in order to unstick it, hoping to then decrease it. well, as i pressed the UP button, the incline came down. and suddenly i had to double my rabbits to keep moving at any sort of pace. the goddamn incline buttons were reversed! my whole run yesterday was an uphill battle (that i won, thus proving the adage that while ignorance might not be bliss, it's way comfier than full knowledge of all pertinent information).
and before you holler that i ought to have looked at the damn treadmill, lemme tell you, that sucker is so tightly wedged in between the bookcase, the couch, a filing cabinet and the elliptical, that getting to it is a bit of a workout in itself.
so, for future reference: more rabbits = faster, up = down. which, you know, is a fitting metaphor for life, if i could only figure out how.
*you ever walk with me? very few people can keep up!