Running is like cleaning carpets and other pearls of wisdom.

Hey, hope your Monday is off to a great start! I started mine off by taking the dogs for a walk. No running for me today, I’m taking the day off. I ran 7 miles on Saturday and 5 on Sunday and both of those runs were good, but I don’t want to push myself. So, I’m sticking to my plan of at least 2 days off per week because a girl needs time to do her nails or sleep.

I wish I was running at 100% and I could sign up for a Halloween race….that will not be happening though…because well, that’s just stupid and I’m clearly not ready yet.

This weekend I spent some time cleaning my house. I’ve been so busy with work that my house has started to look like a college dorm room, and my carpets have been seriously neglected. So I decided to clean them.

Did you know that using the wrong equipment, such as the wrong solution or the wrong machine can damage your carpet much like wearing the wrong shoes or fueling improperly can damage your body.

And vacuuming consistently will help to keep your carpets fresh and clean and help them last longer just as running consistently helps you to build a strong base and gives you endurance to last longer. Spot cleaning any stains will help keep your carpet looking new and proper stretching and strengthening your trouble spots will help to prevent running injuries.

I think I’m on to something here…..

A deep clean once in a while is necessary to bring those carpets back to life and help them to endure years of foot traffic. A long run once a week will help you build your endurance and strength to tackle all those races you want to run. Over-cleaning or over-vacuuming can damage your carpets. Running too often can damage your body.

Holy housemaid! Cleaning your carpet is just like running!

I was pretty proud of this epiphany. So proud in fact, that I decided to try to relate the next chore to running as well…unfortunately washing dishes just didn’t work.

I couldn’t find one damn reason why over-washing your dishes would be bad for them.
However, I did find an article that said the stress of household chores can be bad for your heart….

what?Who knew?

Upon reading this, I decided I should refrain from any chores that give me stress for the good of my heart and I think you should too.

What did you do this weekend?

What’s the one chore you absolutely hate?

Throwback Thursday – A convo with MacGyver

Lets celebrate Throwback Thursday with the time I learned a little bit about Man Code Stupidity, compliments of my wonderful partner in life, MacGyver.

oh boy!

Let me set the stage for you.  MacGyver pulls a T-Shirt out of his drawer and puts it on. Immediately after pulling it over his head he sighs loudly and then looks at me.

MacGyver: I cannot believe you!

Me: What?

MacGyver: This shirt!

Me: What about it?

MacGyver: Why would you wash it and put it back in the drawer?

Me: Because you just wore it and I hate to break it to you but sometimes you stink and newsflash, sometimes you have to wash your clothes.  It’s kind of a thing.

MacGyver: Well, we all know you have’ kind of a thing’ with the washing machine, but just look at this shirt.

Me: What about it?

MacGyver: It’s got holes in it! I wore it to a customer’s house the other day and I was mortified. There are holes under the arms on BOTH sides of this shirt! Why would you wash it and put it BACK in the drawer. It’s obviously a rag now.

Me: Really?

(I then leave the room and go to the bedroom where I retrieve another T-Shirt from MacGyver’s drawer and when I return to the living room I hold up the shirt.)

Me: Do you not also wear this shirt ALL the time?

MacGyver: Yes, but THAT is a good shirt.

(I freakishly point at the shirt like an over exuberant Teacher…)

Me: Then can you tell me what this is here? Located not only on the front, but the back, right here in this location, what is this?  WHAT IS THIS????

MacGyver: Those are little holes.

Me: Are you freakin kidding me right now? What makes this shirt any different from the one you are currently holding?!?!?!?

MacGyver: Clearly you have no understanding of an acceptable T-Shirt hole.  Midrifft  hole acceptable, (yes, he calls it a midrifft).  Armpit holes are obviously UNACCEPTABLE!

Me:  Really?


Whats the weirdest thing your partner has ever done?

Does he or she mispronounce a word that drives you nuts and refuse to pronounce it correctly?  See: midrifft.

WTF Wednesday, I’m not dead…..yet!

Hey, remember when I used to write on this blog at least 5 or 6 days a week?

Yeah, I don’t either.

Things have been a little hectic around here and I just fought my way back from death but we’re all back to normal now and in case you’re wondering what’s been going on, here’s a little recap for ya.

The weekend was relaxing. I ran both Saturday and Sunday.  MacGyver and I did a little shopping on Sunday and we did the usual weekend thing and hit up a few garage sales, we even saw Chopsticks and his entire family.

Obviously the whole family is a bunch of moochers and when they aren’t getting free food from my house they just move around to the others in the neighborhood. Wood Storks my ass, they’re freakin vultures!

Anyway, Sunday night was a night that we’ve been waiting for, for months, and we were not disappointed. The season premiere of The Walking Dead was the best to date! Seriously. Don’t worry I won’t spoil it for you, but if you haven’t seen it yet, you need to because, Carol, that’s why, and that’s that.

Because, Carol, that's why
On Monday, I planned on working all day and trying to reach the 50% finished mark on a project that is seriously behind schedule, so I got up early and got right to work, no running for me. I worked about 3 or 4 hours and then these guys came over…

feeding peacocks
I was going to ignore them but I had about as much luck doing that as Hank did.

Can't we just go 'pet them' Mommy?

                         Can’t we just go ‘pet them’ Mommy?

So I went outside and fed them. One of the neighbors came by and she said she’s been trying to find food that they will eat for years, and that so far they haven’t liked anything she put out for them. I told her they like nuts and dried fruit so I give them MacGyver’s Fruit Muesli. She was surprised to know they eat that and I’m surprised MacGyver doesn’t realize what happens to his cereal.

Apparently she’s also never read the encyclopedia, and by encyclopedia, I mean Google.

And then MacGyver got home. He had the rest of the day free and my car, which had been in the shop, was ready and he wanted to take me to pick it up. He said it would only take an hour or two at the most. Fine  So we headed off.

Of course, he didn’t call first to verify the car was ready so guess what? It wasn’t ready. So we had to waste some time which is exactly what I didn’t have. See: I was already behind on a project.

waiting, waiting, waiting

Since MacGyver needed to pick up a door, we did that and then we went to Wal-Mart. MacGyver had to return a bicycle chain that didn’t fit so he went to do that and I went my way. I bought some nail polish, perused the entire store, went to the MacDonald’s inside the store, purchased an ice cream cone, ate the ice cream cone, walked around the store once more and then walked toward the front of the store where I found MacGyver…still waiting to return that God Damn Chain! Unbelievable.  What planet are these people from?

This one.

  This one.

After about 4 hours or maybe 1, (same difference when you’re in Wal-Mart), we were on our way. Back to the auto shop where, wait for it……my car was not ready.  After some discussion it was decided my car would be delivered to our house later in the day. So, after wasting about 3 hours, we headed home.

On the way home, I realized Boomer didn’t have any food and since my day was already shot, we decided to make a quick stop at Costco; which is really ironic because if I know anything, I know that no one who shops at Costco is in a hurry, ever. MacGyver included.

shopping at costco

That’s why, besides dog food, we also walked out with a cart full of food including a huge pork tenderloin, which MacGyver promised to cook me for dinner. So again, about an hour later, we were on our way home.

I worked for an hour or two and then my little friend Jayde came over and we decided I needed to decorate my house for Halloween because you know, I didn’t have a project to finish or anything. So, I took a little break and that’s what we did.

Finally around 8pm, MacGyver had dinner ready and we sat down and ate and it was delicious.

Looks can be deceiving.

Around ten that night, I had the worst stomach pain I’ve had in years and within just a few minutes it was clear that nothing I ate that night was staying with me.

About to throw up

I’ll spare you the details but let me just say that sleeping on the bathroom floor with your head a mere few inches from the toilet is not at all recommended, and it’s highly uncomfortable. And I would know this because that’s where I was for about 12 hours. It wasn’t pretty.

So, yesterday, when I should have been busting my ass to get that project completed and maybe giving you guys some sort of weekend update, I was sipping Gatorade and praying that I didn’t have trichinosis or some other horrendous parasite from the pork that MacGyver fed me.

Oh, and wondering why in the hell he was trying to off me.

I finally started to feel better last night and I am feeling much better today. So that’s it, that’s where I’ve been, and what’s been happening here. Everything is now back to normal.  Well, except for the fact that I’m cooking for myself now and sleeping with one eye open.

Have you ever had food poisoning?
Where did you get it from?