Can we just talk about laundry for a moment?
Running five days a week has put a serious toll on the washers and dryers living in our houses. Especially when it comes to sports bras and running shorts…you might think I am constantly running these machines because I am keeping up with my six year old who changes her clothes on a whim, but you would be wrong. She, naturally, has enough clothing stuffed in her closet to last until the end of third grade. Her mother, on the other hand, has twos pairs of running shorts and only one running skirt she feels comfortable wearing in public at the moment.
And sports bras.
Amy and I both own a hierarchy of sports bras, ranging in fit and comfort from super-snug-and-supportive to why-bother. It costs a lot of money to keep the girls from swinging up and punching me in the face, so my rotation contains only three bras. The oldest, and most stretched, resides on the bottom of the pile, so that when I pull it out and buckle it on (yes, buckle, as in 11 hooks from top to bottom), I know it’s time to run another load of laundry. Way back in February, I swear I never even reached the bottom of the bra pile. Now, thanks to a training plan and unexpectedly gorgeous weather early in the year, I’m wearing my why-bother bra more often than I would like.
So, when you come to visit my house, and you hear the hum of the washing machine in the background, take pity on the machine. It’s been so overworked lately.