No, I don’t mean the treadmill that life feels like sometimes.

I’m talking about my literal treadmill.

You know what I miss?

The fact that it’s so easy to look out the window or glance at the weather online and say nah, the weather isn’t delightful enough for me. I think I’ll just stay in and walk today.

I used to take a lot more pictures. I used to be forced to go outside and get my exercise, even when it wasn’t that nice out.

I used to have a daily paper route!

I had no choice but to go out every day. Rain, shine, sleet, hail, snow, ice, fog, wind, cold, hot … didn’t matter.

Am I going to go back to delivering the paper?

Nuh, uh. No way.

But … pictures!

Could I take pictures when I’m on my treadmill?

Sure I could.

But the neighbours might complain that there’s a weird woman shooting pictures of them out the front window as they walk past my house.

Maybe I just need spring to hurry up and get here.

Some pictures of spring 2013 when I had my paper route.