One of the worst things about running is the amount of dirty laundry that accumulates over the week. Seriously, I despise doing my laundry. From lugging my hamper to the laundry room, to taking a leap of faith that the washer/dryer I choose actually works, to racing down to the laundry room when my clothes are done to get there before some impatient individual tosses my clothes aside a whole .2 seconds after they are done spinning. Suffice it to say it’s always an experience.
But, it has to get done. And there are few simpler joys than a closet full of fresh, clean, downy-scented clothes. Besides, I’d say running is worth the more-frequent-than-I’d-like trips to the laundry room.
Anyway, it is definitely time for lunch:
I’m craving an enormous salad!
Question: How do you feel about laundry?