Treadmill

We had been looking for a treadmill even before we arrived back in the States.  My Dad is the treadmill mechanic (he went to school for that title) and jack of all trades at Fitness Express.  He works with a guy that decided to sell his treadmill.  My Dad hooked us up.  On Saturday my Dad, Todd, Bill Love, and I took the trailer over to David's house to load up the treadmill.  First my Dad had to take the electrical part off and the arms.  We then could carry it out of the house.  It was heavy.  We got it in the trailer and reattached the arms good enough so it wouldn't fall over on the drive home.  My Dad made sure it was secure in the trailer. 

We got home and unloaded it to the garage.  There was no way we were getting it to the basement.  We needed more man power.  Getting it home was the first step.

On Monday Tim and Aron came over to help get the treadmill to the basement.  They got it into the kitchen. That was the easy part.  Next they had to get it down the steps.  Todd put a board down the steps and attached it with screws.  They then connected a rope to the treadmill.  Todd and Aron had the heavy end while Tim, my Dad, and I held the rope.  Cameron had it wrapped around his waist before we started but we made him take that off.  The treadmill went down pretty easy.  It weighs 400 pounds so it is a beast.

Once downstairs they got it into position.  Dad put it all back together.  Cameron tried it out.  It was going to be awesome to have.

Cameron thinks he was going to be the anchor man.

Todd and Aron trying to keep it from sliding.

Dad and Tim had it up top.



Tim was a good straddle man.

Dad and Cameron putting the brains back together.

Treadmill mechanic making sure all is well.

Cameron was the first to try it out.