A Most Unconventional Workout . . . Cleaning up Dog Poop

You heard me right. Yesterday my workout came in a most unusual package. I had planned to go out for a walk, but that plan got botched when I realized we needed an early dinner due to an early evening meeting for Scott. Seeing there was not enough time to go out for a walk yet still wanting to get Lilly and I outside for a bit, I decided we would go outside to try out a new present Scott brought home for the family, a pooper scooper. A very nice one I might add. Yep. My workout was scooping poop.

If you say this isn't a workout, you're wrong. You've obviously not seen a spring thaw after a winter w/ lots of snow on the ground. I don't know what I thought was happening out there. Perhaps on some level I thought the snow was causing the dog waste to disintegrate into the ground and would be gone by spring. Well, just in case you're unaware and have a dog and the snow hasn't melted yet, that is not what happens. I deserve some kind of break for my confused thinking because for the last 8 years dog waste has simply dried out and gone away. Not the case here. Apparently what happens is it is kept on ice until the big thaw so we don't have to miss out on the clean up job. But enough about that and more about the workout.

Lilly and I both felt the need to get outside and breath in the fresh air and so I decided it was a good time to be the first one to use the new deluxe pooper scooper. It's so deluxe for half a second I thought maybe I could be the new neighborhood Pet Valet. In Westerville, Ohio we had a man called the Pet Valet, a retired man who used to come once a week and scoop our dog poop for money. No worries, early into the job that thought passed, for I preferred paying the Pet Valet much more than being the Pet Valet. But alas, I'm a stay at home mom now so I will continue to do this job myself.

This job took a half hour, involved a lot of lifting (arms) and going back and forth to the trash can (endurance training), jumping out of the way of flying poop when I flung too hard (aerobic) and yelling Lilly "don't walk in the dog poop", much like a mom saying "don't touch anything!" in the public restroom (vocal strengthening). So it may be unconventional. It may be slighty unusual. And it may not be my favorite type of workout. But I assure you, it was a workout.