I first noticed it way back on Memorial Day, before heading home from the triathlon in Austin. Heather and I had stopped for a late lunch in Round Rock. When I got up to find the ladies’ room, I asked a staff member where the “radies’ loom” was.
We figured it out, and I chalked it up to being tired and hungry. Soon I was back at the table, commenting on how nice it was to be sitting down, eating salad and quiche and drinking watts of lotter — I mean, lots of water (I don’t think Heather noticed that one).
We got back to Heather’s house, unloaded her stuff and got cleaned up. Then it was time to load my car. I put my suitcase in, then remembered I had left my gear bag inside. “Ah — my beer gag,” I reminded myself. “Beer bag. GEAR BAG.” Sheesh.
It kept happening even after I had been home for days. I was talking about an error somebody had made, but giving them the benefit of the doubt. “I’m sure it was well-meant” became “I’m sure it was mell-went. Uh, that’s ‘mell-went.’ I mean, ‘It was MELL-WENT.'” At this point I thought it best to stuff my mouth with chocolate before I could say the silly phrase wrong again.
I noticed my son’s new car has heated seats, but I could only manage “seated heats.”
Later, I got out the bixing mole so I could cake bookies. Book cakies. Bake cookies. whew!
My tangue got toungled up almost every time I said anything.
This could only mean one thing: I had contracted
Post Triathlon Spoonerism Disorder.
What to do?
As it turns out, no cure exists. Fortunately, the disorder eventually goes away by itself. You can help the process along if you slow down a little while speaking (perhaps I had experienced a two-week adrenaline rush) and get enough sleep (ditto the adrenaline rush).
So, if you’re reading this at your “taplop” computer and realize you have been wixing up your murds, don’t worry. Just relax and take a nap.
And maybe stay away from triathlons.
Thanks for reading!
Linking up this week with Rachel Anne and the Company Girls. Hop on over for some cool summer fun!
Also with Jen and the Soli Deo Gloria sisters! Once you visit Jen’s blog you will likely want to sign up for the women’s retreat in Austin this October.