Alone Time

Today I ran in Miami!  I'm continuing to bring my runs to the most exotic locations possible.  I ran today with one of my good friends and his wife.  I use to think that working out was something that should stay completely out of a relationship.  I usually wearing loose fitting clothes, I have no make up on, and I believe that if you're not sweaty you haven't worked out hard enough.  So it's not always the most attractive.  After about a mile, the path we were running on was underconstruction and there was a detour.  Through the sand.  No one warned me that running in the sand was like running a marathon without training.  I consider myself in pretty good shape, but I couldn't feel my legs or breathe.  Something about running with someone though made me not want to chicken out.

I'm not sure why, but I always want my alone time.  I love being alone, and working out has pretty much been my steady alone time, not couple time.  It feels so good to have nothing to think about except for not tripping on a stick on the ground.  This past year I've gone through a lot, and I've felt some strange connection to my ex-boyfriend and I've not really been able to pin point why but I think I'm starting to understand that he was not the person who I should be dating.  Maybe if I was dating the right guy, like my married couple friends, I wouldn't need so much alone time.

This week I spent 24 hours driving from Boston to Miami in the car with four friends.  Friends don't replace completely dating someone, but I've had so much fun on this trip so far that it's doing a pretty good job distracting me.  I've been eating Cuban food, dancing, running on the beach, and just having a good time ... That's exactly what I moved across the country to find.

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It Is What It Is

Running sick is a bad idea.  I found this cute little quote that said "even a bad run is better than no run."  After today ... I disagree.  Sitting in bed not running would have been better than this.  If I were on a treadmill I would have been laughed out of the gym because I would have lasted two minutes.  I can't get better ... But I'm just sick of staying in so I went anyways.

I'm starting to get very very excited about the "Summer of Kim."  I'm spending a fill four weeks on my own in Chicago to do important things like yoga, laying at the beach, going to the farmers market and making dinner.  I will also have three weeks in August that I'll be homeless and need to find a friend who has a pool to live with :)

I recently asked one of my very close guy friends if I could stay with him and use his pool during the day and cook dinner at night to see him for a little before I moved to Boston.  ...He said no.  In a nutshell, he thought if I stayed at his place laying by the pool and making dinner, and he came home and was walking around in his boxers, we couldn't be just friends anymore.  What?!  I've always known that some of my guy friends have ulterior motives, and I would have expected this kind of response from them.  This caught me totally off guard.  I didn't even know how to respond.  It got me thinking ... Can guys and girls really be just friends? Some of the best relationships come out of friendships ... But how can you think of dating someone whose dirty little secrets you already know...  We are just friends now, and he's one of my very best friends.  I wonder if its because he'd say no to something me visiting for a week ... Or if he's just being a jerk.  His reaction was a little surprising, but it is what it is.  Accept it and move on ...

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