First, Go Spurs Go!!!
And now. I went on another run today at my usual park with my more than usually bright running shirt. And yes, I was hoping for another sight of ridiculously chiseled and perfect running man. No such luck. Maybe I scared him with what I thought was my most endearing smile that might have been less than endearing. Perhaps more creeper-ish than anything. Oh well. Maybe next time. Although, my sibling brought up a good point: He could be a serial killer. Hmmm...good point. Keeping my pepper spray and knife with me. I'm thinking I should get a gun and a concealed handgun license. Serial killers *shivers* It's a good thing I have siblings. They bring me back to reality. Cuz I'm such a space cadet sometimes! Aye!
And then I get home, do my routine of dinner, bath time, pajama time. Then I hop into the shower. Let the steam curl around my sore muscles and.....I BURST INTO TEARS. Because the exhaustion has caught up to me. I'm tired. I'm tired of this and tired of that. I'm tired of being lied to, cheated, and broken. Words are priceless to me and if you didn't know, I'm a big WORD NERD. But as the saying goes, actions speak louder than words. If you're gonna say it, you better mean it. I have no faith in anything any guy says to me anymore. I'm tired of lil man asking me about brothers and sisters. I'm tired of feeling so paranoid. I'm tired....just tired. Can I say this word enough? Tired??
I have GOT to let go of this fear of being hurt again. The hot tears on my face tonight spoke of my dumb reluctance to let go of these foolish fears. Someone I know told me it's about time I get out. Time I let go. Three years is enough years wasted on building these walls. I'm like SHUT UP. But inside I'm like.....yeah, probably. But SHUT UP.
Anywho. I'm either going to go for another run tomorrow or save it for a 4 mile run on Saturday. If I don't run tomorrow, then I'll mix in some P90X...my favorite: PLYOMETRICS!!!
So. Yeah. End blog entry. End mini-venting. Stay healthy and happy running, peeps!
And now. I went on another run today at my usual park with my more than usually bright running shirt. And yes, I was hoping for another sight of ridiculously chiseled and perfect running man. No such luck. Maybe I scared him with what I thought was my most endearing smile that might have been less than endearing. Perhaps more creeper-ish than anything. Oh well. Maybe next time. Although, my sibling brought up a good point: He could be a serial killer. Hmmm...good point. Keeping my pepper spray and knife with me. I'm thinking I should get a gun and a concealed handgun license. Serial killers *shivers* It's a good thing I have siblings. They bring me back to reality. Cuz I'm such a space cadet sometimes! Aye!
And then I get home, do my routine of dinner, bath time, pajama time. Then I hop into the shower. Let the steam curl around my sore muscles and.....I BURST INTO TEARS. Because the exhaustion has caught up to me. I'm tired. I'm tired of this and tired of that. I'm tired of being lied to, cheated, and broken. Words are priceless to me and if you didn't know, I'm a big WORD NERD. But as the saying goes, actions speak louder than words. If you're gonna say it, you better mean it. I have no faith in anything any guy says to me anymore. I'm tired of lil man asking me about brothers and sisters. I'm tired of feeling so paranoid. I'm tired....just tired. Can I say this word enough? Tired??
I have GOT to let go of this fear of being hurt again. The hot tears on my face tonight spoke of my dumb reluctance to let go of these foolish fears. Someone I know told me it's about time I get out. Time I let go. Three years is enough years wasted on building these walls. I'm like SHUT UP. But inside I'm like.....yeah, probably. But SHUT UP.
Anywho. I'm either going to go for another run tomorrow or save it for a 4 mile run on Saturday. If I don't run tomorrow, then I'll mix in some P90X...my favorite: PLYOMETRICS!!!
So. Yeah. End blog entry. End mini-venting. Stay healthy and happy running, peeps!



makin' tony proud! :) haha I love p90x
ReplyDeletelol pam the blam! p90x is da bomb!
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