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Sarah's Urban Dictionary (or idioisms)

Last week, I talked about the fulfillment of the athlete; well, today I am going to talk about the delirious state of an athlete. I have been told by at least two people this week that I have been burning the candle at both ends for quite awhile now. My response? No kidding??? Thing is, I wouldn't change a bit about it! I love my bike riding time, I love my job and I love helping my friend. So, yesterday, we were heading south for a bike ride. We were doing a sixty, turned seventy mile ride. Again, we did extra miles for food. I mean, what else would motivate you in the middle of a tremendously long bike ride?

Anyway, we have ridden over 750 miles this summer, and I can honestly say that I am somewhat delirious, this weekend especially. Not sure why, but it is what it is, and so I just need to accept it. I guess that also means I have to accept what comes out of my mouth, whether it makes sense or not.

So, here is a collection of the gems that have come out of my mouth this weekend.

Duster - I'm not even certain why this word came out of my mouth this weekend. I'm pretty sure we were talking about old people or something; I'm guessing I talked about being old and sitting on my front porch with my duster on. Apparently not every person on the planet has heard this term, because it got a hearty laugh. So you know, a duster is a light weight robe with metal buttons that grandma's wear around the house.

Humidity precipitating on the windshield - There was a threat of rain all day yesterday, in fact it did rain. at about 40 miles for about 5 minutes. On our drive to Spring Valley, these little drops were falling on the windshield, some would call it rain, but I instead stated that the humidity is precipitating on the windshield and insisted it was NOT rain.

Directional - While we were driving, I started telling Sue about my drive with my friend Jen, earlier in the week. I was explaining to her, that Jen laughed her butt off when I told her I turned on my directional. Again, I had no idea that this is not a layman's term. So, Sue explained to me that the proper term is 'blinker'. What the heck is a blinker? All I know is this, if I'm driving down the road and someone cuts me off without their directional on, it is much more satisfying to say that the person didn't turn on their effing directional. Saying effing blinker makes me think of that Muppet character Beaker.

Idioisms - Well this term just came out while writing this blog. I was going to try and use the word idioms, but I honestly thought it was idioisms. I still think I am right, and spell check is simply wrong. However, I still would have used the word wrong, now that I looked up the definition. But we will still call all of my terms today idioisms.

Pissededoffedness - Something really annoyed me on our drive. I have no recollection what it was that annoyed me, but I do know that I said something about how it impacted my pissededoffedness. No clue where that came from, but it sounded good at the time!

Look at that bird - While we were lunching in Loveland, Ohio, we were sitting in the outdoor seating area at which point I noticed the birds sitting on the perch. I thought they were so interesting I exclaimed excitedly that Sue needed to check out the birds. The minute the words came out of my mouth, I realized the were fake. Sue took a picture of the lovely bird so that there was proof that I thought a concrete statue was a real bird.

Basically, what I am saying is this, if you are spending a lot of time working out, it is best to spend that time with people who really like you, otherwise they might just think you are an idiot, or not so smart, when really you are just delirious. 

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