Wednesday, March 3, 2010

I Suck At Fixing A Treadmill

Recently, Karen and I have accumulated quite of list of broken items around the house that need repairing or replacing. Like I am apt to joke with Karen... "this is why we can't have nice things". And evidently, that statement is true because the item will most certainly end up on our list of broken items.

For quite some time now, our treadmill has been on this list of broken items. It's not that I did not want to fix the treadmill... because I suck at fixing a treadmill. It's because in this case, I did not have the parts to fix the treadmill.

A while ago, our treadmill literally died. The treadmill routinely makes a beeping noise before starting the belt. There was that one unfortunate day where the treadmill made the beeping noise... and then started to fade away. It was like one of those things you see in the movies when all the action is considerably slowed down and the frame rate decreases. Everything feels like slow motion. That was how the beeping noise sounded like before the treadmill's untimely demise.

Apparently, one of the circuit boards had fried on the treadmill. I actually got to look at the circuit board when the treadmill repairmen (Bob) installed the new circuit board and there was definitely a lot of black char. Who knew something so tiny could produce that much char?

Needless to say, the treadmill is now properly working again. I'm pretty excited about that. Sure, the repair cost an arm and leg... because treadmill repair technicians make a huge amount per hour. (I wish I had those rates, especially considering how little time it took.) But I guess the bright side is that the part itself was covered under warranty. It's a small victory, I realize.

Anyway, Karen and I can now cross the treadmill off of our broken list. Sadly, two of our computers have just been added to this list. It's a vicious cycle. This is why we can't have nice things.

5 comments:

  1. just wait until the baby gets to be a toddler...and learns to use crayons....markers.....and then decides that the piece of paper you gave him isn't big enough, and that the big wall next to him would make a much better canvas.

    not that i'm speaking from personal experience or anything. ;)

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