On Saturday I blogged about wanting a treadmill desk so I can write and walk at the same time. I even have a family friend who offered to make one for me. But being the impatient and clever woman I am, I decide to figure out a way to do this myself—without having to wait.
So, ta da! My homemade version of the treadmill desk.
DISCLAIMER: Avert your eyes if you don’t want to see my nasty, unfinished basement.
Last night I wrote 1,300 words and burned an extra 400 calories.