Somewhere along the path, running became the canvas upon which I documented my life. - Dagny Scott, Runners World
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
If it doesn't count, it effing should
Today I cleaned and organized for 4 hours. I don't mean prancing around with a swiffer, either. I scrubbed toilets with pumice stone, cleaned showers with green scrubbies, swept with an actual broom, mopped with an actual mop, vacuumed in every room and under/in between the couch cushions, sprayed for bugs, washed, dried, and folded all the clothes, washed the sheets and re-made the bed, straightened out the closet, dusted in every room, and... that might be it but there are probably a couple of things I am forgetting. It will be really nice to come home from Denver to a clean place, and also I finally had the energy after sleeping for 2 days and resting enough to recover from the past few months of teaching. So I think that counts as exercise. I will definitely be sore tomorrow. However, that will not stop me from the first day of Juneathon. I have laid out my shoes and knee braces to remind me to go first thing in the morning. Yay for clean apartment! Yay for Denver! Yay for Juneathon!
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I am sure you were prancing around with the swiffer. And your mop was probably singing songs to you while you mopped up little women made of dirt.
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