Really, lady, I'm not crazy

I just finished a workout and was driving back home when my Achilles started talking to me again. It really pissed me off. I noticed there were times while peddling and walking on the treadmill that it wasn't hurting and you better believe I was taking notice of it.

Almost on cue, Bon Jovi's "It's My Life" started playing. I cranked it up while I waited for the red light to turn. And I decided to give my brain a talkin' to. No, make that a shoutin' to. I think I even dropped the F bomb. Even with a long red light, I was still going places. Was I smacking the steering wheel? Maybe. Hand waving? Perhaps. And then it happened.

Our eyes met.

Thankfully, the light turned green as the lady, and her rearview mirror, drove off.

 

Hi, North Star. I can get angry while driving... motorists behind me can be infuriating.
I find it calming to just think of them as a-holes and practice deep breathing.

But I too yell the F word at them. It helps.

 

I'm sure this lady thought I was road-raging; if only she knew. I wish I could have snapped a picture of those shocked and surprised eyes staring at my antic via her rearview mirror! LOL

Always good to hear from, dear Walt! xo

 

I have yelled and cried a lot in the car. I think it's healthy. But I have never dressed in green and yelled in a yoga class . . . although that would be a great relief. It's not easy being green.

I can just see you driving and screaming.

 

ROFL, Peggy! That's fabulous! Maybe I'll try that at my next yoga class. (Though I don't have a snazzy green outfit like him.)

 

I am honored, Forest….thanks! And yeah, that green guy startled me too.

 

I can so relate to Mr Grinch. When I first watched it - and I must confess I watched it more than once oops - I didn't realise that scream was coming from the green guy. I thought it was me thinking out loud.

North Star, it's not just in the car that I have these little discussions with myself. I walk around my house like a madwoman. My other half will often catch me in the act and give me this funny look.

 

Peggy, I love the yoga video. Some people laugh during yoga (Laughter Yoga), so why not yelling?

 

I literally lost my sh*t (in a really good way) when I saw that video...I could NOT stop laughing! That was yesterday morning. I re-watched it today because I knew I wanted to respond to this thread and I am laughing all over again!

Some things tickle me in such a way that just thinking about them makes me giggle. (I actually have "laughter triggers" - things that, when referenced in the right way, send me into fits of hysterical laughter. My friends take full advantage of this. Apparently me laughing at these triggers is very funny to them, too...)

So as not to get this thread totally off-topic: @North Star, in response to your very first post, I have two things to say:

1. YOU GO GIRL! Yell all you want at that Achilles. Yell all you want at your brain. Sometimes, you just gotta let it out! Sounds like it was really therapeutic to do so, too

2. Heh. Awkward stranger eye-locking moment. Been there. BUT (and I know, it's so much easier said than done) who cares? I mean, for all we know, she could be a cooky person who likes to eat twigs covered in peanut butter (or raw twigs. Or moss. Or something having nothing to do with eating things found in a forest, but that's just as strange). Even besides that...I'm celebrating your victory of shouting at your brain! It sounds like it can be unproductive but I think it can help a lot when it is in response to the right thing, and this definitely seems like the right thing! So, back to my first point: YOU GO GIRL

 

Becca - ha! "eat twigs covered in peanut butter.." That is hilarious! I think you should record your next laughter trigger….I suspect it would have us all in stitches!

Ah, laughter is such a fun and wonderful healing balm.