Every Wednesday night I go out to a farm to care for two rescue horses.
Its totally glamorous, me with my rolled up jeans, poopy shoes and gloves. I scoop out two large stalls, the horses like to poop in both of them, darn them anyway ;)
I also brush them down and just spend time with them, it is relaxing for me, besides the poop scooping and hauling, I still enjoy it though!
I was pleasantly surprised when I got home as my trainer told me I didn't have to lift since I had scooped poop, but not to get used to it. He doesn't want me too worn down for the race on Saturday, what a great trainer :)