Tomorrow is only a "step" away... :)
So I am finding more and more that not only am I getting great exercise and enjoying what I love best when I go running at my fav hot spot in the 'burg (you know the place, the one, the only, black water creek - although I find I must point out here that Ricky R. (naughty nelson??) made an incredibly good argument when he stated the other day that the creek definitely errs FAR more on the side of brown rather than black.. if fact, the only way I believe you can get black out of the whole thing is if you are staring at it with your eyes closed) but it literally is the proverbial pond full of fish that one always hears there is "more of".
Yes, if you are thinking that I am about to delve into a meaningful rhetoric based around the male persuasion... you may perhaps be right.. but not completely in the way you think....or is it? (hmm.. this must be seen) Anyhow, I do promise I will not remain to long upon this subject, but just touch the surface of an issue I find very much worth the time to explore). I am beginning to think that the thought of finding true love on the trail might actually be possible (well, if not possible, at the very least a fascinating thought worth a good ponder here and there...not the kind of pondering that eventually leads to the honey pot like another storybook character we all know and love... but worth a good ponder none the less).
As it stands, on average I must say that at least once a week I find myself in a particularly interesting situation....me hap-hazardly flying down the shiny black tar, beating my now well-worn shoes even further into the ground with every step, when out of the blue...a young, handsome and very friendly and smiling faces greet me, causing me to lose concentration but for a second (well, a second THEN.. admittedly a few more seconds later on when I happen to replay events and try to tell myself how I should better react the next time if such an instance occurs again).
So far HE has occurred on bike, foot and even rollerblades (yes, complete with adorable pooch on a leash) and every time I find myself thinking... "dope! Why didn't you say more???" Yes, while receiving a wave, a smile (even a good natured greeting and tete a' tete with one's mother!), an interested "so, do you come here often?" and a final goodbye honk is lovely indeed... I do find myself asking... "is that all, is that it?" But then the sun does come out again.. as I remember that there IS always TOMORROW, TOMORROW, I LOVE YA...TOMORROW... your only a STEP away!" Is tomorrow the day? Who knows... What I do know is that if He is out there tomorrow... I will be too ;)
Yes, if you are thinking that I am about to delve into a meaningful rhetoric based around the male persuasion... you may perhaps be right.. but not completely in the way you think....or is it? (hmm.. this must be seen) Anyhow, I do promise I will not remain to long upon this subject, but just touch the surface of an issue I find very much worth the time to explore). I am beginning to think that the thought of finding true love on the trail might actually be possible (well, if not possible, at the very least a fascinating thought worth a good ponder here and there...not the kind of pondering that eventually leads to the honey pot like another storybook character we all know and love... but worth a good ponder none the less).
As it stands, on average I must say that at least once a week I find myself in a particularly interesting situation....me hap-hazardly flying down the shiny black tar, beating my now well-worn shoes even further into the ground with every step, when out of the blue...a young, handsome and very friendly and smiling faces greet me, causing me to lose concentration but for a second (well, a second THEN.. admittedly a few more seconds later on when I happen to replay events and try to tell myself how I should better react the next time if such an instance occurs again).
So far HE has occurred on bike, foot and even rollerblades (yes, complete with adorable pooch on a leash) and every time I find myself thinking... "dope! Why didn't you say more???" Yes, while receiving a wave, a smile (even a good natured greeting and tete a' tete with one's mother!), an interested "so, do you come here often?" and a final goodbye honk is lovely indeed... I do find myself asking... "is that all, is that it?" But then the sun does come out again.. as I remember that there IS always TOMORROW, TOMORROW, I LOVE YA...TOMORROW... your only a STEP away!" Is tomorrow the day? Who knows... What I do know is that if He is out there tomorrow... I will be too ;)