Run for It

I don’t know if I ever mentioned this but Boy Toy is pretty fit. He’s a runner so he has awesome legs (and a decent butt). One time before I came over he ran three miles. He also has four pack abs he’s looking to enhance. He’s also really lean. I can get most of my hand around his middle. How I ended up dating a lanky runner still baffles me but I’m enjoying it.

I have decent abs as well. They’re just hidden under a protective layer of jet puff fluff. After various bad dating experiences I thought “It’s me. No one’s looking that hard.” I’m naturally big boned and my body holds weight well so this system worked for a while. Now I’ve started dating someone in good shape I’m motivated to actually try at the gym. I’ve seriously considered force feeding his fit white boy ass doughnuts instead.

Between dating a runner and know several more, I thought I’d try that. With so many people doing it’s clearly effective and simple. I did my homework about how to start from near nothing and started a walk/run thing. When you’re starting from near nothing, it sucks. I was seriously starting to loathe it. My mantra became “I hate dating someone in better shape than me.”

Yesterday I finally had a good walk/run. I only thought about force feeding Boy Toy sugary junk, like, twice in 35 minutes. I kind of enjoyed it. I’ve had ‘runner’s high’ before doing something else. This wasn’t quite that strong but it’s nice to know I’ve made progress.

Breathing is still a bitch. I was asthmatic as a kid and some of it has carried into adulthood. I still can’t run for more than a couple of minutes without huffing and puffing like I’m gonna blow the place down. I’m not sure if it will ever go away completely but I’m working on it. I did some reading and found some Pilates intro videos that talk about it. We’ll see what happens.

Music: People Like Us – Kelly Clarkson