Treadmills Quotes

I want to keep developing. I want to become relaxed in my own work and go deeper. Just growing and studying and trying new things and hopefully having professional access to work that’s good and interesting. I don’t want to be on the treadmill of artificiality.

From the age of 14 until I was 50, I just got on a treadmill and ran. I never stopped to assess what I was doing or to pat myself on the back.

We inherit plots. There are only two or three in the world, five or six at most. We ride them like treadmills.

I used to go on runs, it’s kind of hard for me now unfortunately in Paris because it’s a little bit hectic. My knees aren’t that great, so recently I haven’t been on the treadmill that much but that’s why I like to box on a soft floor. It’s good for me.

I have a treadmill in my house, which is great because even if I jump on it for a little bit, it makes me feel better. I love yoga and Pilates too. I have a private Pilates instructor I go to once a week.

Approaching the treadmill I tell myself, ‘Okay, it’s just 10 minutes, after that you can get off the thing’. That’s no time at all.

I’m usually a panster and throw ideas down on computer the second they hit my brain. I even had to get off the treadmill to write down my ideas. It’s a great place to ‘zone out’ and think about my plots and characters.

One of the reasons so many people fail is they get on this treadmill for an hour or an hour and a half. That’s totally unnecessary. If it’s cardiovascular, you don’t need more than 15 to 17 or 18 minutes if it’s vigorous.

I have a treadmill, and I work out with my trainer, Julie Diamond, as often as possible. She’s so positive.

Eventually women will learn there’s no such thing as freedom. Their husbands are just as fastened to the deck as they are. Men get onto a treadmill and never got off.

When you step on the treadmill, make a commitment. Do, say, 3 miles a day. And don’t get off until you finish. It doesn’t matter what speed you’re going. Just don’t get off.

Don’t put your characters on a treadmill. They need to go new places, face new challenges and do new things.

My progress reminded me of the horses in The Whip. They raced at the limit of their speed directly toward the audience. But they raced on a treadmill which canceled out their progress.

Only amateurs say that they write for their own amusement. Writing is not an amusing occupation. It is a combination of ditch-digging, mountain-climbing, treadmill and childbirth. Writing may be interesting, absorbing, exhilarating, racking, relieving. But amusing? Never!

I am happy that I ran the half-marathon, but to me, just running and saying that I finished a race isn’t enough for me. I want to run the race as best as I can. Working out for pants size isn’t enough. I need a goal or a race to get back on the treadmill every day.

I don’t like to think that I’m on a treadmill of album, tour, promotion and all that.

Basically, high protein, low carb. I work out three to four times a week. I definitely don’t do the same thing every day, whether it be spinning or hiking or walking or doing the treadmill. I try to do something different every day. But definitely the one thing is, I sweat.

Chefs today choose to step onto that treadmill where they have to be seen. Every day they have to go to this party, they have to go to that party. But then you think “Who is doing the cooking?”.

This fitness thing is blown out of proportion. What am I going to do on a treadmill – smoke a cigarette and drink a diet Coke?

I would eat 300 calories a day – a lot of Jell-O and no-sugar everything, of course. I was doing Pilates, weight-training, circuit training; over lunch I would run on a treadmill in my dressing room with a fan on my face so I wouldn’t sweat my makeup off.

I do a lot of stairs, a lot of planks, a lot of squats, a lot of treadmill, a lot of screaming – and I do it four times a week.

Any idiot can get on a treadmill and watch TV and then take great pride in the fact they’ve ‘exercised.

I’ve spent a lot of Thanksgivings on the road with my band, so anytime that I can spend Thanksgiving with my family in a traditional aspect, eating sweet potatoes and cranberries and stuffing and all the trappings of Thanksgiving and then get on a treadmill the next day extra long, I’m happy.

Because dancing is way more fun than the treadmill, I downloaded the video of Beyonces Single Ladies and started to learn her dance. Let me tell you, if I ever did that dance in a club, I would still be a single lady! But what a workout!

I needed targets, different things to go for on a daily basis—a distance on the treadmill or a weight goal. Without them, I wasn’t celebrating myself enough, and I got really good at beating myself up.

Housework is a treadmill from futility to oblivion with stop-offs at tedium and counter productivity.

When you’re on the pop treadmill, you don’t always feel that cool because you have to do things to promote the record that aren’t necessarily your environment.

I was in the Pritikin Center in Santa Monica once, trying to lose 30 or 40 pounds in a month. I’d work… on a treadmill and with the weights, but it was driving me nuts. So I escaped. Tom Arnold picked me up and we went to Le Dome and had tons of desserts.

I use the exercise room early, because I don’t want to get on the treadmill and everyone’s going ‘Oh, Bill Cosby,’ and then they come around to see how fast I’m walking, and it becomes very competitive.

There is a treadmill quality to workaholism.

And I love it when your hair still wet cause you just took a shower. Runnin on a treadmill and only eating salad. Sound so smart like you graduated college, like you went to Yale but you probably went to Howard.

As soon as I wake up I pay homage to the Buddha, and I try to prepare my mind to be more altruistic, more compassionate, during the day to come so I can be of benefit to beings. Then I do physical exersice – I walk on a treadmill.

I love to eat and I don’t believe in denying myself, so I have to work out. I’m not obsessed with it, I don’t have a trainer or do any of the fancy classes, but I usually put on my iPod and run on the treadmill for an hour a few days a week.

I don’t run outside, honestly. Sometimes I go out around my house, but mainly it’s the stupid treadmill. I wish I had a better answer, but I’m very businesslike about my runs.

There is no magic milkshake or workout machine. I think the real machine is your body. I do love treadmills, ellipticals, stationary bikes, free weights.

To sentence a man of true genius, to the drudgery of a school is to put a racehorse on a treadmill.

There’s always someone to tell you you have to. Wrong. Don’t. Rather, spend time finding out who you really are. Work on being more of that. A lot better than the futile gotta change treadmill, which never really ends.

As I inched sluggishly along the treadmill of the Maycomb County school system, I could not help receiving the impression that I was being cheated out of something. Out of what I knew not, yet I did not believe that twelve years of unrelieved boredom was exactly what the state had in mind for me.

When going for a run, I pick fresh air, openness, and scenery of the outdoors over a treadmill every time.

I know how I get hard. Running on a treadmill behind women in a gym normally does it for me.

Is it sad that my first thought happened to be: Thank God I’m off the treadmill.

The horse on the treadmill may be very discontented, but he is not disposed to tell his troubles, for he cannot stop to talk.

Every day I spend time on the treadmill. I am walking faster, stronger and harder than I was two months ago.

I think of Gisele Bundchen to get myself on the treadmill

Being a wrestler is like walking on the treadmill of life. You get off it and it just keeps going.

When you ride your bike, you’re working your legs, but your mind is on a treadmill. When you play chess, your mind is clicking along, but your body is stagnating. Climbing brings it together in a beautiful, magical way. The adrenaline is flowing, and it’s flowing all the time.

Her life was like running on a treadmill or riding on a stationary bike; it was aerobic, it was healthy, but she wasn’t going anywhere.

Going and running, just to run on the treadmill, wasn’t my thing.

I have a punishing workout regimen. Every day I do 3 minutes on a treadmill, then I lie down, drink a glass of vodka and smoke a cigarette.

I try to walk at least three times a week for 40 minutes or an hour. I do it at the gym on the treadmill, or I go hiking outside.

Consuming is an endless treadmill.

If when you hear a song by OK Go you conjure up thoughts of a gigantic Rube Goldberg device or treadmills or drones or perfectly executed dance routines, then you know that this is a band that is masterful at coming up with amazingly creative music videos.

This treadmill lifestyle ain’t workin for me…
It’s from ya crib to ya lab to ya job to make a profit,
And at the day’s end you still got nothing accomplished.

I work out every morning. Only half an hour. I get on the treadmill. That’s it. Every morning, I don’t care what time. It gets your blood flowing. It gets your adrenaline flowing. I believe in eating well. It’s not fanatical. Eat good food. Make sure you’ve got good vegetables.

Now, a lot of people may be surprised at that, but I’m very dedicated to working out. Usually, it’s running. It clears my mind, totally. I get on the treadmill, which I just bought, and I run on that for about 40-45 minutes.

Any church program, no matter how impressive, if it is not supported by an adequate prayer program, is little more than an ecclesiastical treadmill. It is doing little or no damage to Satan’s kingdom.

It was a perfectly normal gerbil. It appeared to be living in an exciting construction of cylinders, spheres and treadmills, such as the Spanish Inquisition would have devised if they’d had access to a plastics molding press.

Take your risks now; as you become older, you become more fearful and less flexible. And I mean that literally. I hurt my knee this week on the treadmill, and it wasn’t even on.

I do yoga, lunges, crunches, things like that for 40 minutes twice a week. For cardio I usually do the elliptical, treadmill or walking.

I used a lot of what we call the “Shred-mill.” It’s like a treadmill, but you’re basically running up hill and it’s getting faster as you go. It definitely helped at the combine because it teaches you drive phases, how to pump your arms and how to use different aspects of your body.

If we each get on a treadmill right now, one of two things is going to happen… either you’re going to get off first or I am going to die. Period.

But by taking the time away, getting myself off the treadmill, and just slowing down and learning, I felt I had so much more to give back. And maybe that was something that needed to happen for all of us.

Most of the time I meet my trainer at the gym and we do a lot of everything: weights circuit with cardio, football drills, sprinting with weights on the treadmill.

I guess I had to learn how to run properly. I spent a lot of time on a giant treadmill, like one of those wheels mice run around on, and got filmed doing it to improve my form.

For an hour every day, I did something. I was on the elliptical or the treadmill, and if someone asked me to go to a class – whether it was spinning, boxing, yoga, you name it – I went. By the end of the month, I felt so good, I just kept going. I didn’t want to lose my momentum.

There is nothing like having to change your physical form to put you in contact with every weak part of yourself, to train yourself in discipline. Put somebody on a treadmill and I’ll tell you how good they are at any other thing they do in life.