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it's been a while since I wrote anything in here of substance. actually it's been a while since I wrote anything period.
good news to all who care, I am no longer in touch with matt at all. aside from memories and emotional leftovers, he's gone.
and Eric has all but taken over. if there's anything redeeming about having been with matt for so long, it's that the relationship I had with him makes me appreciate everything I get from Eric so much more, and also makes me notice and appreciate things that I would have taken for granted.
I found the perfect song to describe what I feel about Matt now, but you have to at least tolerate country music to listen to it. It's by Rascal Flatts and is called "I feel bad". Gist of it is, dude feels bad because he doesn't feel bad about the end of a relationship. Like... I should feel bad about this, but I don't, and I feel guilty about that. Complicated emotion right there.
So yeah, still with Eric, he's in TX right now for the Army class he's been trying to get into for over a year now. He'll be there for 6 months for book learning, and then somewhere else for another 6 for on the job training as an x-ray technician.
I've gotten back into running, eric is very encouraging about it, and I like the way it's making me feel. My balance is better, I'm more flexible (stretching before and after will do that to you), my breathing is easier, blood pressure is better, I've lost a pound or two, I have more energy... basically it makes me feel good and is a great stress reliever. When I started out my best time was 1 mile in about 12-14 minutes, and it wasn't a continuous jog, it was mostly walking with spurts of running. Now I can consistently run for 2 miles continuously in under 20 minutes. I want to add weight lifting and yoga or pilates to my routine, once going out to run has become a habit that shouldn't be any big thing.
I'm going to Texas this coming weekend to visit Eric, looking forward to it a great deal. It's funny how you're reminded constantly of someone you miss. I think about him when I hear a certain cell phone ring tone, when I'm washing the dishes at home, when I see an ad for pizza, or golf clubs, or army anything. And I miss him. Can't wait till friday night when my plane lands.
good news to all who care, I am no longer in touch with matt at all. aside from memories and emotional leftovers, he's gone.
and Eric has all but taken over. if there's anything redeeming about having been with matt for so long, it's that the relationship I had with him makes me appreciate everything I get from Eric so much more, and also makes me notice and appreciate things that I would have taken for granted.
I found the perfect song to describe what I feel about Matt now, but you have to at least tolerate country music to listen to it. It's by Rascal Flatts and is called "I feel bad". Gist of it is, dude feels bad because he doesn't feel bad about the end of a relationship. Like... I should feel bad about this, but I don't, and I feel guilty about that. Complicated emotion right there.
So yeah, still with Eric, he's in TX right now for the Army class he's been trying to get into for over a year now. He'll be there for 6 months for book learning, and then somewhere else for another 6 for on the job training as an x-ray technician.
I've gotten back into running, eric is very encouraging about it, and I like the way it's making me feel. My balance is better, I'm more flexible (stretching before and after will do that to you), my breathing is easier, blood pressure is better, I've lost a pound or two, I have more energy... basically it makes me feel good and is a great stress reliever. When I started out my best time was 1 mile in about 12-14 minutes, and it wasn't a continuous jog, it was mostly walking with spurts of running. Now I can consistently run for 2 miles continuously in under 20 minutes. I want to add weight lifting and yoga or pilates to my routine, once going out to run has become a habit that shouldn't be any big thing.
I'm going to Texas this coming weekend to visit Eric, looking forward to it a great deal. It's funny how you're reminded constantly of someone you miss. I think about him when I hear a certain cell phone ring tone, when I'm washing the dishes at home, when I see an ad for pizza, or golf clubs, or army anything. And I miss him. Can't wait till friday night when my plane lands.