I ran on a treadmill and the world didn't end.

I hate getting emails with a sentence as a subject line and nothing in the body of the email. It would be like writing a headline with no blog entry. That's kind of how I feel about this blog title. I don't need to provide context, but then I'd hate myself later on.

So a few things about running on a treadmilll ...

* My outdoor-only running streak has ended at around 4 years.

* I joined a cheap gym.

* I joined that gym because I've been very tired in the early mornings with my baby working his way toward a schedule and with the sun setting earlier this time of year my neighbor hood is crazy dark at night.

* I actually liked it. Sure it was only 10 minutes, but I was quickly reminded at how I can do a variety of speedwork on the treadmill that I may not normally try on the road.

I have several other reasons for doing all this, but what's important is I survived and don't feel any worse for having run on a treadmill. And the world didn't end and hell didn't freeze over. At least not yet.