Things are better now, not like an hour ago. I knew I was going to hear a bunch of crap about my companies new insurance so I hit the pool a bit harder this morning in an attempt to take the edge off. I even prescribed myself a dose of lunch running in the case of a severe BS overdose. Take a guess what happened. At one point I was so angry I believe I stated "I am so angry I could punch myself..." Any rational person could realize that would be a dumb idea, especially since I would have to fill out an accident report and probably be terminated for assaulting an employee. I know that sounds ridiculous but, you should have heard my new insurance plan.
OK, Let me get off my main thought here by stating this- They actually compared our insurance plan to a local banks that is on the verge of total failure. They said "Look how much they pay per month". OK that's fine but, apples to apples folks. We are a pharma company not a bank! I don't get a better checking account by working here. Yes, one of my new perks is $0 co-pay on OUR drugs. Great. We make cancer drugs!!! WTF!
Let me take a moment and say something horrifically off color out loud. OK, I just said the big C word. it made me feel a little better. Actually I whispered but, it still felt dirty.
Anyway, the bottom line is that banks do money, we do health care. They aren't comparable. Back to the lunch run.
At first I was going to run my usual 5 mile loop through Walton Hills, then I thought Maybe the park would be a bit more relaxing. What to do? Hmmm. At last, there was only one run dosage to ease the burning of BSitis. Trails. What a good idea. Take note though, Busted feet still in full effect.
I took off towards Bedford Resrvation and hooked up with the bridal trail that turns Buckeye and drops quite sharply to the creek. When I entered the woods I was surrounded by yellows greens and orange. Immediate relief of symptoms. A lite breeze was dropping brightly colored leaves through a hardwood maple mix where the ground was hidden by a half inch of last years needles and detritus. The sweet odor rotting organic material reminded me of high school cross country. Playing capture the flag throughout Virginia Kendell. Although I'm a bit out of shape, and was sucking wind a bit, I would say that my heart rate was in sync with my surroundings. I dropped down by the creek where I took a moment to send a picture message to Natalie. The water was flowing a bit since it rained earlier. I dipped my hand along the edge and felt the urge for a quick dip. It's about 4 foot deep in this area, I know because there was a hot day this summer and my lunch run that day was a bit longer. As my breathing slowed I could hear the water running through the rocks. It was either time for a nap or to start moving. I took the climb up the trail pretty easy. I couldn't justify running any faster since I didn't really want to leave. On the way out I passed a group of school kids. I was rather jealous. There they are, strolling through the woods learning about Ohio's Forests only worring about who likes who and nothing about a POSII plan. However, at this point, I wasn't caring either. There was only 20 minutes left to my time here and I was enjoying it.
I came back and immediately wanted say something about that. I am sitting here at my desk in front of an empty container of Smart ones 3 cheese ziti and a half cup of warm coffee. I will spend the rest of my day coordinating noise surveys and tracking down a fugitive ozone source. And in the end, I guess the insurance really doesn't matter. We run, we eat healthy, we are rarely sick. If it starts to bother me again, I'll just head down to the creek for a bit.
As a final note, self medicated-recreation actually refers to Oktoberfest, dark ales, and Gods gift known as Guinness. Which can be just as therapeutic as a good run.
Enjoy the leaves. There's only a few weeks left.
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