I woke up around 7 on Sunday morning. The sun was streaming through the blinds and I could tell it was beautiful out. A quick check of the temperature on my iPhone confirmed it. It was already 10C out. I shuffled downstairs and started to get rolling on making coffee. I was almost out of ground coffee so I grabbed the coffee grinder and the beans in the freezer. Peet’s Coffee – Major Dickason’s Blend – best stuff ever that I picked up in Seattle. As I shook some beans out of the bag and into the grinder a big clump came out, splattering beans on the countertop and on the floor. Oh no, not my precious Peet’s coffee!! I bent down to clean up the beans off the floor and then I saw it. I saw it all.
Salt, dust, itty bitty pieces of food. Yuck.
Then I stood up and saw the mess on the countertop.
That was it. I just couldn’t deal with it anymore. The coffee spilling on the floor was the straw that broke the camel’s back. Sure, originally I was planning on doing my 2 hour long run, but I felt like this took precedent. I needed to clean for my sanity as I was tired of feeling overwhelmed by how dirty my place felt to me. So instead of running I vacuumed, mopped, cleaned the carpet on the landing (thanks Finlay for making that polka dot for me!), dishes, shredded some of the piles of paper that were piling up on my desk, cleaned the bathroom. And when it was done I had a moment to breathe a sigh of relief, then it was off to meet Kelly to see SATC2.
So was it a good training day? No. But at least it lifted a weight off my shoulders. I came home from work today and knocked out that 2 hour run today instead. It was actually about perfect out. It was overcast and about 13C with a slight breeze. Perfect for running long! I took the run fairly slow – I am racing on Saturday after all! That’s right, the Chinook Olympic Triathlon is almost here!