Liza Howard

Liza Howard

Liza Howard is a long-time is a longtime ultrarunner who lives in San Antonio, Texas. She teaches for NOLS Wilderness Medicine, coaches, directs the non-profit Band of Runners, and drives her kids around in a minivan.

November 2011
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Division of labor and possessed toilets


There was a whole lot of relaxing around the Howard house today as Eliot emerged from his AORE conference cocoon.  I’m hoping he’ll see fit to attack the 5 foot grass in the front yard with a lawn mower sometime this week.  I am a capable and competent mower of lawns, but Eliot and I have a pretty traditional division of household labor.  Eliot does the mowing and I do things involving scrub pads and brooms.  I do laundry.  Eliot makes bread and beer and all things requiring yeast.  There was no discussion about this division.  I just kind of abdicated anything involving plant life maintenance.  And I don’t want to shake the foundations of our marriage this week by wheeling out the lawnmower — what with Javelina coming up.

My parents returned back home early this morning, so we also spent the day missing their faces in the house.  Happily they’ll be back at Christmastime.  I am determined to actually dust before they arrive next time.   (Filial love is a beautiful thing.)  I will also clean the ceiling in the bathroom.  It got soaked (with clean water) when I lifted the cover of the toilet tank yesterday.  I heard the toilet running and went in to jiggle the handle and I carried the computer in with me (for no good reason).  When jiggling didn’t work, I set the computer down on the floor and lifted the lid off the back of the toilet to take a look.  And that’s when a small hose sprang up and began spraying water wildly around the room.  Water rained down on my head and the computer.  I yelled for help.  “Help! Help! I need help!!”  And then I stood there dumbly watching the convulsing hose and getting soaked.  My mom came running just as I got a good spray of water in the ear.  She grabbed the computer and then my dad stepped calmly up to the toilet and caught the hose and directed it back into the toilet tank.  Water continued to rain on us from the soaked ceiling.  So yeah, there’s that to clean before they come back.

Time to get some sleep.  Looking forward to lots and lots of tapering this week.

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  • Domingo
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    Very funny!

    Have fun at Javelina.

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