Also as I mentioned, I tried joining Mom on the treadmill...
|"Mind if I tag along?"|
...but after a bunch of that funny "NononoZimmieNo!" talk, she let me know that it was sort of a "one at a time" deal. I totally understand. I like my own space, too. (For the record, she was waiting for a phone call, that's why she just happened to have her iPhone on the treadmill with her.)
So, yeah, I was cool with the "one at a time" deal. That's why I decided to give it another try later:
|"Let's fire this baby up to Siber-speed, Mom!"|
She has a crazy notion about me taking things slowly the first time. I'll keep you posted on how I do.
PS: I wonder if Mom would paint a mural on the wall next to the treadmill? Maybe some grass... trees... a fire hydrant... Ha roo roo roo!!!