1.10 miles walked (15:00/mile)
total: 6.1 miles
course: home treadmill
My new treadmill counts carbs. I am not sure if I care about this. All machines I have run on count calories (I burned 701 this morning), but carbs? Do I care? Maybe one of you know more about this than I do.
It is a strange thing to run on my treadmill in the basement. Music is louder. I don't use headphones. I can't change the song unless I get off the machine (I use a little boom box). The light is strangely shadowed. I do get the indulgence of pointing the fan my way. But I am as alone as if I were running on the Prairie Path at 2:00 am, without the skunks, coons and bats.
Eric Clapton has nothing to do with today. I didn't run to any Claton tunes, or even think I might. He has a new album (Clapton on Amazon for $9.99), and fellow TribLocal writer Anne Kiplinger reviews it: Music Mom: Clapton is Back! -- check it out. I noticed it as I posted an article about the Chicago Marathon.
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