Eight Miles with Portland Fit

Paul calls me painter smurf ...We are 6 weeks into marathon training. It is so different this year. Neither Paul or I ran much over the winter and I worried we lost much of our training. However, eight miles didn’t seem like that big of a deal. We didn’t need to take a nap. Instead we tackled gutting and painting the kitchen pantry which had an indian meal moth problem. They were eating the glue in the particle board. Paul bleatched the pantry and cut new boards. I was the painter (of course).

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