My dad also cut a few holes in one of the boxes to create a clever little playhouse for Max. I seem to recall having one of these when I was little...
This past weekend my brothers came over to help us get the treadmill to it's home in our extra room downstairs.
Here is the furthest Jason and I could get it by ourselves...we just tried picking it up from the garage and moving it slowly. Total fail - I also probably don't have quite enough arm strength as would be ideal for moving something so enormous! We gave up and it lived in our entryway for a few days.
My brothers & Jason moved it back outside to go around the house & through our patio door downstairs. They chose that route since the width of the treadmill makes it so that you have to twist it to go through any door; meaning the stairway down makes things a bit tricky.
They had a couple of moving straps (these kind) on it for extra support - and two guys at the motor-end of the treadmill & one at the other end. They did still need to twist it through doorways, and that was a tough part because the straps also shift when you do that. Then we laid out a bunch of giant cardboard boxes over the carpet so they could bring it inside from the snow without getting the carpet full of snow or dirty.
I also had the treadmill mat laid out & ready for them to place it as soon as they got it through that final room door. And here is it's new home!
Now I can run indoors again! I am still working through the best way to keep Max safely entertained if he gets up early while I run.
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