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| Just under 6', just under 170lbs, 14.6% body fat if the scale is accurate. This is a scrawny looking 44 year old. |
"I like you so much better when you're not naked."
Ok, this is why I need to go to the gym.
The only thing I'm proud of here is that I'm not flexing anything, and I'm not holding anything in.
lol... not that there's much to flex.
Every so often I ask myself why, who am I doing this for? And I'd like to say "oh yeah, it's for me", but really, that would be kidding myself. It's that ridiculous thing called hope poking its head out of the dirt just before I step on it again.
Sigh.
My ex dropped by last night to give the kids some Arby's since my fridge was too full of something horrible called meat and vegetables. She said her fried who runs the Vietnamese nail salon had a friend who was ready to give up on shitty guys.
Yes, I am still at a point where I will consider meeting someone this way. Sad...
I have misgivings, of course, on two counts.
One, I've been down the "try to straddle the cultural divide" road before.
There was even a nice Filipino girl interested in me a couple of weeks ago that I decided against primarily because she lives out of town, and there would be that ongoing communication problem. I mean, we had trouble exchanging phone numbers by e-mail!
And Two. Really? Someone my ex knows? That's not a disaster waiting to happen?
But... What do I want? What am I holding out for?
It's hard to know if I'm holding out for the impossible... if this is wise, or foolishness.
And the clock keeps ticking.
Um the ex-wife wants to do an introduction? Yeah that gives me the heebie-jeebies.
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ReplyDeleteHappy 44!
ReplyDeleteI am 43. You are brave to post a pic when you don't feel good about yourself. The fact of the matter is, you look good. I use to workout like crazy when I was 31-38 I was super skinny, toned, and well I looked great. Then I developed tendonitis in my foot. So, I am ten lbs over weight and feel like crap over it. So, before I start working out again, I have to go to the podiatrist. Yuck! Apparently, I was blessed with high arches. Lets make a pact to work out again. I am going to start tomorrow, and make an appointment to see the foot doctor.
Shall we start with twice a week? :)
ReplyDeleteLets do! We should be on-line work out friends. Ok, so today I took my dog, her name is Layla, on a walk. Not a long walk, because she gets freaked out by neighborhood dogs barking at her. So, me, being a smart ass during this walk, made woofing noises at her. She stopped in her tracks. I tried to make her walk further, and she put the brakes on. We had to end it, and come directly home. I am an asshole.
ReplyDeleteI did make it to the gym twice one week this month - woohoo! :)
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