Hey Treadmill, can we talk?
So this is really hard for me to tell you, but I have to get it off my chest.
First, I really want you to know how thankful I am to of had you all these years. You’ve always been there for me when I needed you the most, like that one Thanksgiving when I gained a few pounds.
But, I’ve been thinking about it… I think it’s time we go our separate ways. I just don’t feel the same about you anymore.
Before, you used to take my breath away, but now I don’t even feel the passion. I mean, my shoes aren’t even squeaking when I run.
And I think we lost the spark between us because my heart isn’t beating as fast for you.
I’m sorry Treadmill. I swear it’s not you, it’s me. I just need to sweat more.
So I’m breaking up with you.
Oh, and I think I should let you know now… I’m kinda already seeing other machines…