Bored on that same treadmill

This morning I hit straight to our club house and turn on the treadmill for 6.2 miles. After second mile I got pretty bored. That's the way it goes. This I missed yesterday, but thanks to Jason: here you go. In the evening I had to get as far away from the treadmill as I could. That 7.5 miler felt sooo good. Even if most of the pavements around Columbia are still covered with ice, being outside beats grinding a treadmill 6-0.