When Iven gets home from work, he always comes through my workroom to say hello and see if I'm ready for a cup of tea. On Monday he walked through and went to tell me something but as he went to say it it disappeared into thin air. No biggie - we're both over 40 and we have moments when what we say or what we do get forgotten. As long as we remember them eventually it's all good.
He went upstairs, made me a cuppa then brought it down and I asked him if he'd remembered. He had!
"I wanted to tell you about my bowel motion'" he said.
I was horrified. Seriously, have we reached the age where bowel movements are one of the hottest topics of the day. I know it's a hot topic - along with current meds, good hospitals and what's on the menu for dinner - in nursing homes and hospitals but I thought we still had years conversing about weather, work and what we saw on today's run/ride. Iven is a touch over 10 years older than I am - obviously he'd reached this milestone well before I had.
"I really don't want to hear about your bowel motion." And I really hate the phrase bowel motion and any image it might conjure up.
"But you'll like this." He obviously wanted to share but I had difficulties believing that I'd like anything about a bowel motion of his.
"Remember how we had Indian the other night? Well this morning I had a burning ring of fire."
I burst out laughing. Totally not what I was expecting. Phew! We haven't reached that stage after all.
I had a wonderful run this morning. After reading Runner's World I've realised that I just have to slow some of my runs right down. So I set my Garmin to the heart rate screen and just took it slow. It did feel a little ploddy at times but it was so relaxing to just trundle along and enjoy the scenery.
I went out a little later than usual and got caught at a main road with all the people heading off to work. It made me realise how lucky I am not to have that harried start to the day - no rush to get out of the house on time, no yelling at kids that we're going to be late - just a relaxing shower, a stretch and a trip to have my morning coffee. Those poor souls in the peak-hour traffic had their rats racing on electric treadmills cranked up to top speed while my rats get to race-walk. I think my rats are happier.
That is hilarious! Yes...curry can be good...so good that we experience it twice. :)
ReplyDeleteOh why do husbands always want us to hear all those details???
ReplyDeleteThe mushrooms and curry dish done right is worth the burning ring of fire!
ReplyDeleteI haven't had curry since 2007 because I hate burning ring of fire ... of course, I'm 50 years old :)
ReplyDeleteHave nice runs, Char!
Your hubby too? :)
ReplyDeleteIt took me quite a while to learn how to run slow. I am a very poor pacer. Now that I know how not to rush, my runs are amazingly enjoyable.
Your morning sounds great. I'm now one of those sad people sitting in traffic, rushing to school and nursery. But once that's over, at least I can come home for a relaxed run too!
ReplyDeletehahaha, not a fan of curry but have definitely experienced the 'ring of fire'.
ReplyDeleteI would love NOT commuting. It feels like such a waste of time, not to mention the STRESS!
Sounds like a conversation I'd bring up with my husband. Ha! I'm the one sharing the details or telling him that he HAS to come check out the shape of my recent log! ha ha. no joke. Good grief, I hope nobody reads this comment. I think I'm safe since I'm one of the end comments. Thanks for your comment about my mom, etc. No, not all of us turned out the same. :) My younger brother...hmmm, interesting character. One day when we meet, I'll tell you all about him. Made for a very interesting and rough few years at home. Lots of trouble with the law, car accidents, drugs...turning my mom's hair grey and causing me to want to run away and NEVER come home again! I did. I moved to Oregon. My older brother...amazing man! Love him!
ReplyDeleteThat post just left me smiling...I've never heard the term "ring of fire" as applied to a bowel movement! I must use that one some day!
ReplyDeleteHow lucky you are to be able to start your day slowly, that sounds divine!!
Ring of fire ...... scary!
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