In a small, sunlit room filled with the scent of fresh pine, a treadmill stood silently against the wall. It was a sleek, modern model, boasting all the latest features—digital display, heart rate monitor, and adjustable incline. Yet, despite its shiny exterior, the treadmill felt neglected. Dust gathered on its surface, and it had not seen a single footstep in months.
One sunny afternoon, a new resident moved into the house. Maya was an energetic young woman, eager to start fresh after a recent breakup. As she unpacked her boxes, she glanced at the treadmill and felt a spark of motivation. “I can’t believe this thing is just sitting here,” she thought, wiping off the dust. “I’m going to use it!”