It's a sad day...

My poor poor treadmill. The poor thing decided to stop working after 36 long minutes of running this morning. I have had this treadmill since Jordan was about 5 months old. (So about 7 years) It's like a friend of the family. The kids have done some pretty neat up side down tricks on it over the years. I remember Jordan getting on it when he was 11 months old and walking on it (he was my early walker). It has put up with some serious fits from me and has been there with me through a lot of ups and downs (weight wise that is). Greg is going to do his best tonight to try and figure it out. (mainly because I don't want to have to spend the money on a new one.) SIGH.........