there was no stopping it.

today i was in a meeting. i was asked to be in this formal gathering of selected employees at my company to talk openly and freely about running. what it means to us, our relationship with it, what we measure ourselves by. the discussion was good, insightful for those asking the questions, and just cool to hear some of my colleagues thoughts and experiences with the whole thing. i like knowing people better.

around 11:47(ish)... i totally lost it.

in the hilarious sort of way.

as in, could NOT keep it together.

you see we were asked to share in a few sentences,  "what makes a good run", and among the answers.... 

someone very seriously mentioned "to get digestive issues going if you're backed up."

i proceeded to lose it. i was trying to think of really sad things to get a hold of myself. the worst part was it was silent; so i was looking down, trying to hide it but probably not. i would think i recovered and then, then like a wave that catches you off guard it would come over me, and there i went again, fighting to keep it in my throat, squeezing my hands into my thighs, (because yeah that helps?), and looking down at my red seychelles shoes.

so this silent, uncontrollable laughter  equated to about a 15 minute ab workout.

the good news is, the discussion was video taped.

so the one chick in the group with the ponytail and the tears rolling down her face.

yepp, that's all recorded.

xo,

cw