oy. todays 7 miles kind of sucked. im a dummy though. I had some pretty hard workouts/runs not too long ago and havent fully recovered. additionally, ive been eating like crap (ice cream for dinner last night). needless to say, running today felt like i was pulling 2 oxcarts behind me.
but hey, i did it. me and my navy buddy pulled each other through. shes a super cool girl from texas. I need to ask her if she has any dateable friends.
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one of my friends from work met a guy a couple of weeks ago. last i talked to her, she was gearing up for the 2nd date, telling me how unsure she was of the whole thing, and how she didnt really think it would work. Couple of dates later and guess whos being flown out to hawaii for a lil vday weekend. ummm yeah. she needs to share the wealth.
what the hell though. why do some girls always end up with guys like this, and I always end up wtith guys who are…well…the exact opposite? blah.
In a selfish way, the only thing that made me feel “better” (if you can call it that) was Miss M’s confession that her husband told her that she needed to lose 10 pounds and that she had a double chin. She defends him all the time and says hes just being honest and is really sweet etc, but I would never be okay with that. Her husband is a great guy, and very clearly and obviously loves her, but I could not live with that type of pressure on my physical appearance from someone whose love is supposed to be unconditional.
And while Miss M blew it off, I could tell she was really hurt by what he said. And I just thought to myself–i guess the grass really isnt that much greener.
