Going for Gold
It's enough to make me tackle my chores with Olympic ardor. I already do my own form of race-walking, though with significantly less hip swivel. But yesterday I found myself vacuuming, cleaning and doing yard work with medals in mind.
A bronze in dusting, a silver in weeding, and a gold in baking. It's not a 3:51-minute 1,500 ... but it's something.
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