Yesterday after procrastinating several hours, I finally made myself get onto my treadmill. Two minutes into my warm up, it died. Like full on treadmill death. No power. I checked all the things. I tried plugging it into a different outlet. I hit the reset button a thousand times. I made sure the magnet thingy was clean. I tried multiple combinations of these things as if I was troubleshooting internet connection problems. Nothing.
I spent $300 on that treadmill at a Walmart in Wappingers Falls, NY about ten years ago. It has moved with me to six different homes! I definitely got more than my money’s worth out of that thing. This was still very disappointing, though. I had just that morning been able to make $300 space on my Amex. August was a very painful month in the financial sense, and I was really proud of myself for all the extra baking I did to help try to fix that. And then, poof! No more treadmill!
A little more backstory as to why it mattered so much that my treadmill would die on this specific day… Ever since a foot injury got me off track last Labor Day, I have struggled with momentum. I got it back again over the summer at my daughter’s house, but when I got home, I got hit by an enormous mental something-or-other that got me back off track. I have been fighting to get it back but also rebelling against it for weeks. I lost all of the momentum and progress I worked so hard for in the desert (my daughter’s house), and I know how much my mental health improves when I stick to it, but it has still been a battle!
Friday, when I got home from driving home from Niagara Falls (after an amazing 3-day last hoorah of summer I will never forget!), I wanted to soak in a hot bath with my special, all-natural, Karin-friendly bath bombs. But I only have the ones for chest congestion and head colds. I am out of all of my wonderful, relaxing bombs. I reached for my phone to order them, and an idea struck. While I feel like I “need” them, I really don’t. And August money problems have helped me to think a bit more before I buy, so a plan was hatched. I decided I would “earn” my bath bombs.
At the advice of a really awesome friend, I use an app called todoist. I created a project in the app called, “earn bath bombs on 8/23.” I set up Saturday through Friday with at least one chore (another area I’ve been slacking in) and one exercise. If I complete them all, I get to order the bath bombs after I complete the last task on Friday. While setting this up, I remembered it takes about six weeks to form a habit (maybe why three weeks in the desert were not enough), so I am going to set up new projects every Friday for things I “need” but do not truly need (two new work outfits, comfortable shoes for work that are more comfortable than the ones I have now that work perfectly fine, stuff like that).
So…. Yesterday…. Sunday…. just the second day into my week of earning bath bombs, the treadmill breaking while it was 90-degrees outside kind of mattered!! A LOT!
Once I confirmed the treadmill was in fact dead, I convinced a very angry man to help me get it down a full flight of stairs and onto the sidewalk where someone came and got it and gave it a new home in less than an hour. I had to convince this same angry human to take me to the store I hate more than anywhere else on earth (walmart, because he has a walmart credit card we keep a zero balance on for emergencies) to buy a new treadmill “right now.” Then, I had to endure walmart! By this time, I at least convinced him to please stop being mean to me and to help me through this with less stress. Although, I think the only reason he really stopped being a complete jerk to me was I hit my head pretty hard after getting the treadmill outside, and it scared both of us, because of my brain injury. But, whatever, at least I didn’t have to deal with his attitude at the same time I was trying to not freak out about being at walmart.
Everyone I know says their walmart is the worst on the planet. I have lived in several states and far more cities than most anyone I know. I have been to MANY walmarts all over the country. The one here is THE WORST!!!! It isn’t the store itself that is the problem. It is the people who shop there. They are so disrespectful and awful and tear the place apart like savages. It is insane.
I couldn’t find an employee anywhere near the treadmills, so I called the store on my cell and told the person who answered where I was in the store and that I was there to buy a treadmill. A few minutes later, I got two people from the management team and a rolling thing meant to cart out big, heavy objects. They were able to help me on the register right there with no line. Unfortunately, this is the moment we discovered the walmart card was closed by the bank due to inactivity. We haven’t had a true emergency requiring us to use it in over a year, so they closed it. I am sure they probably sent us mail about that, but due to my brain injury, mail is a big challenge, and I completely missed this.
So here we are at walmart with the treadmill loaded on the cart thingy, ready to go, and no way to pay for it. So I let out an enormous sigh at the universe and used my amex card. SIGH!!! Just that morning I was so proud of myself for making $300 space, and I made a promise I would keep it that way. I never make promises, but I felt like I should and could that morning, and not ten hours later, I was breaking that promise. SIGH!!!
To make bad matters worse, the entire reason I even set foot in walmart was because of having a walmart card. If I was going to use my amex, we could have gone to Dick’s or anywhere else other than walmart. But the treadmill was on the cart, and it was a very similar one to what just lasted me ten years, so I swallowed my frustration and went with it.
Thanks to my ability to think outside the box, we were able to get the treadmill loaded into the SUV (see my video on twitter) and get it home and up an entire flight of stairs (full flight, not the half flight most houses have). I assembled it and was on it and finished with my run all within 2.5 hours of my first treadmill breaking! (I was determined!)
Other things of note:
The new treadmill has shorter handles, so that means I can push it back into the closet further and still be able to get onto it. My previous one I couldn’t push all the way back in, because the handles would be in the way for me to climb on. This new one provides me an extra foot of space in my bedroom! 🙂
Also, it is iFit compatible, which is fun for when I want to relive running the long bridge in Sandpoint, ID. Although, I quit using iFit a long time ago, so we will see.
On to the money part and some exciting news!!! I called my health insurance company, because a coworker told me I could use $150/year on things like treadmills or sneakers or anything for fitness. I called and found out my coworker was incorrect, but….
I can get $150/year for my yoga studio membership! I do not pay for my membership with money. I barter with her. She eats at my restaurant for free, and I attend her yoga classes for free. It works out perfectly for both of us. So, these insurance forms…they only require I show that I have been a member for four months at the time I request reimbursement. So, in December, I can request $150 for 2019, and then in May I can request $150 for 2020, and my treadmill has been paid for!!! And as a result of this phone call (I super hate making phone calls), I now know I can file again every May after that. So May Day = Pay Day is going to be in my head to remember to file each year.
After looking at bills last night, I was able to send amex $100. I am expecting $246 for doughnuts tomorrow, so I can send at least $100 again on Wednesday as long as nothing else unexpected happens! I am going to have to make it my mission to keep freeing up as much space as I can, because that $600 emergency walmart card no longer exists!
But yeah. I have a new treadmill. Hopefully this one will last as long as my last one did.