I sold my elliptical machine. It wasn't a treadmill, but still represents what everyone thinks of when they think treadmill purchase.
I'll buy one and use it every day.
It is cheaper than a gym membership.
I can still exercise when the weather is foul.
Then you buy one and use them for the first couple of weeks and then… nothing. The treadmill becomes expensive real estate. I paid $899.00 for mine, and figure that for the same amount of money I could have purchased closet improvements instead of hanging my clothes off the handle bars. I could have purchased clotheslines instead of using it as a drying rack. I could have rented storage space instead of shoving things onto it.
So I sold it a year later for $395.00, wait, the guy gave me $400.00 even. I think he felt sorry for me, but what he didn't know is that within a few weeks, his girlfriend will be hanging her jacket on it when she comes home from work.
As a side note, I was thinking about training for the half marathon I signed up for in October. I know, stupid. But I kept wondering why, when I run with my friend Kim, it seems like she can go so much faster than I can. Then it hit me. In the leg game, Kim won the lottery and I got totally shafted. Hers are long and lean and well, long. Mine are short and stubby and well, short. Simple mathematics dictate that she can run faster than I can with her longer stride. I got totally ripped off. And I'm mad.