Definition: having a tendency to loosen or relax; specifically : producing bowel movements and relieving constipationOrigin: Middle English laxatif, from Medieval Latin laxativus, from Latin laxatus, past participle of laxare to loosen, from laxus. First Known Use: 14th century
"To loosen or relax"....... yes, my brain really needed a little loosening and relaxing earlier today. As detailed in my previous post, it has already been a week from hell. Our house looks like a bomb site: holes in walls and ceilings; torn-up carpet; bathroom vanity ripped out; doors of hinges - just a mess! We have had contractors in and out all day (on top of a contractor who was already scheduled to do some tiling in our sun room!); insurance adjusters; remediation guys. Phone is ringing off-the-hook. Work is crazy (6 am call with Europe; legal negotiations). And, on top of all of this, our eldest daughter (whose 11th birthday is tomorrow) is off school with a horrible cough and fever!
Make it stop! My brain is full and is going to explode!
I guess the only potential blessing is that I certainly haven't had the opportunity to worry too much about my 70.3 race this coming weekend.
Today The Puppeteer had scheduled a six mile run with the pace increasing every two miles. Really the only time I had to fit it in (I had a swim scheduled as well!) was late morning into lunch time. I had to rush to get ready and was a bit flustered when I headed out into a cold misty rain and turned into the countryside of eastern Durham county. Nice and easy for the first two miles.... left, right, left, right.... ah, that's a nice rhythm up the first hill.... seem to be moving well.... I wonder if the wild turkey will be on Kemp Road today?..... Before I knew it I was in cruise control and my troubles seemed to just fall away. The rain felt good; I noticed honeysuckle bloosoms (is that normal for October?); a horse ran in the field beside me; I watched a crow chasing off a hawk; damn it I felt good! I duly finished the run as prescribed, with the final mile a nice steady and controlled 8:03 pace. I needed that!
I hope that I can capture that feeling during my 13.1 miles of running on Sunday. Yes, it's amazing how running really can be a laxative for the brain!