My mom is a wonderful person.
And she’s always been a devoted, self sacrificing, good role model of a mother.
Except for when it comes to physical fitness.
Let her tell it and she’ll weave this marvelous story of success and fastness. According to her she was something of a local legend on the track and quite the decorated runner when she was younger.
But, when I think of her running, I think of the one time, when I was in high school, when she came dangerously close to shattering every bone in her body on the back of a tread mill.
It happened so fast.
So. So. Fast.
So fast in fact, that my younger brother and I could do nothing more than sit, in abject horror, as she dangled off the back of the thing screaming for help. Her pleading little eyes crying out for aide.
Begging one of us to spring into action (we’ve never really been springers) and save her from being obliterated completely.
But, seeing your mother, helplessly dangling off the back of a treadmill that was clearly going entirely to fast for her feet to keep up with, glasses askew, fear in her eyes, it freezes you.
Renders you helpless really.
Especially when the hilarity of the situation hits you, and you begin to realize that this is probably the funniest, most ridiculous thing you’ve witnessed in your young life.
That your mother, the same woman who was probably threatening to ground you for some mundane task you foolishly left undone just that very morning was left flipped over backwards and turned inside out by a machine, is enough to make you nearly puncture your lung with your own rib from laughing so wholeheartedly.
We pulled ourselves together and saved her
after we made her sweat a little eventually.
And laughed our faces off as she attempted to rearrange herself and pop her all white Reebok Freestyle’s back on her feet.
Not sure how those came off. Guess they came undone at some point when her body was catching air off the back of that thing.
It’s still something of a blur.
But, it’s a happy memory of my mommy.
A good memory.
And proof of her awesome parenting skills.
Because even as she was being manhandled by that modern piece of machinery she was teaching us a lesson.
That cord thingy that hangs off of the treadmill that’s meant to stop it in case of an emergency is no joke. It’s not optional, and you should use it EVERY. SINGLE. TIME you crawl aboard that thing for a run.
Because your feet will fail you.
They always do.
Thanks for the memory, Mom.
You know I love you!
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