On I went, out of the wood, passing the man leading without knowing I was going to do so. Flip-flap, flip-flap, jog-trot, jog-trot, curnchslap-crunchslap, across the middle of a broad field again, rhythmically running in my greyhound effortless fashion, knowing I had won the race though it wasn't half over, won it if I wanted it, could go on for ten or fifteen or twenty miles if I had to and drop dead at the finish of it, which would be the same, in the end, as living an honest life like the governor wanted me to. -Alan Sillitoe, "Loneliness of the Long Distance Runner"

Monday, March 5, 2012

The treadmill in the hotel room

Remember when? Yeah, the trip happened. I had a treadmill in my hotel room.

I had a business trip. It was busy. (Isn't that what it's all about? Busy-ness? ETYMOLOGIZED.) But I had no excuse not to run, so I did.

How was it having the treadmill loom over me as I slept? It was kind of cool. I'd do it again. It helped that the room was big enough that the treadmill was surprisingly unobtrusive.

Worth $20/day? Probably not (although I'll admit, I absconded with both bottles of Powerade and Luna bars that they left each day, whether I'd run or not).

I think my favorite part of the treadmill were these "GoSystem Speed" buttons. I believe that you can customize them to your own preferences, but they were preset to have walking as 3mph (20 minute mile), jogging as 4mph (15 minute mile), and running as 5mph (12 minute mile). I AM THE QUEEN OF SPEED ON THAT MACHINE.

My favorite part of the hotel, though, was definitely their care in arranging my toiletries.


  1. I'd love a treadmill in my room when staying in hotels!

  2. Arranging the toiletries is weird! Don't touch my stuff! I like the idea of a TM in the hotel room--though the few times I have gone into a hotel gym I'm the only one in there anyway,,,