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How I Met The Guy I'm In Love With

Ok so here starts the mushy-ness. Just know I've warned you!

So once upon a time... it was the middle of May and I was heading up north for a race. I live in the south and these races happen all around the world so It wasn't abnormal for me to be traveling around just for a run. Anyways, I was supposed to go to this race with an ex of mine but at the last minute (and I mean like I was four minutes away from his house to pick him up) he tells me that his 'girl' or fling thing doesn't like the idea and what not so he bails. Obviously I'm mad. My ex and I are still good friends to this day and we keep things mutual after a two year relationship but still, I was pretty upset. So I ended up going to the race by myself, pretty lame if you ask me. I wasn't going to miss out on this, I love these races and their not cheap so I turned tail and headed for what soon to be, but unbeknownst to me, one of the best days of my life.

So I'm there, standing at the start line waiting for my time phase to get the go ahead and start our over four miles, why the hell did we sign up for this, who thinks this shit up, race when I see him. At the time I didn't know this HIM would be any importance to me but I notice this guy kind of just diagonally behind me to the right on the other side of the start line. He has no shirt on, dark brown/blackish hair, tanned skin, and let me tell you... I drooled a little over the physique of this man. He is standing with two other males that didn't even compare to his attractiveness but just by the looks of him I automatically classified this fellow as a tool. He doesn't notice me and I am fine with that; I was still feeling bummed out over going to this race by myself and all that so I just wanted to ignore everyone and enjoy my time up north. And so the race begins!

'Hottie' aka this man that I'm drooling over, is left in the dust at the beginning of the race. I take off running up and down, over and under, trampling hard terrain of the northern hills just enjoying the feel of blood rushing through my legs and sweat already starting to perspire everywhere. Yes I am one of those sick messed up people who love to run. Anywho! It wasn't till the second obstacle that I see him or his little group again. I'm running up to this wall that has to be at least ten feet tall and for my five foot self I knew this was going to take me awhile to get over. Suddenly! A young man which I happen to recognize was standing with 'hottie' at the beginning of the race offers his assistance and basically throws me over the wall. I thank him for his generosity but don't think much of it as time is ticking and I'm running this for a personal record.

It continues, my limbs are screaming, my skin is burnt, I'm breathing so hard I'm giving myself a headache, but I wont give up. In the back of my mind I've noticed that I haven't seen that little group in awhile and start to wonder if maybe one of them got hurt or such. (my caring conscience is what will be my downfall one day) Just as the thought passes through my mind there he is, 'hottie' is running up to the obstacle I'm at and I don't know what came over me but this sudden confidence just blossoms inside me and I speak to him for a precious five seconds. We laugh together a bit and then move on, all the while the confidence has left me and now I'm feeling rather quite stupid for what I said. Oh well, I move on and leave them behind once again.

We're past the three mile marker and suddenly the terrain gets vicious. Hills going up at almost a ninety degree angle and dropping suddenly at about the same angle are everywhere on the track. Just to top it off, it had down poured the night before the race so these hills are slick and covered with lovely mud so people are slipping and falling and crashing into each other one after the other. I am scaling these hills like a demon is behind me, not caring about the people around me just going and going and going. It isn't till about the fourth hill that I get to the top, take a deep breath for success, and turn around just to look at all the other competitors. And there he is, not even ten feet down the hill from me. He looks up at me and we make eye contact and there is that confidence again which I have no idea where exactly its coming from. In a split second decision I grabbed on to the tree next to me and lower myself, holding my hand out to him asking if he needed it. I see him smile but I know that look, its one of those "No I don't really need help, I've got this, but for the sake of courtesy I'm going to take it". And he does! After pulling him up we're both standing on the top, breathing heavy, looking down the hill now at his two buddies who are having a devil of a time getting up this one when I turn to him and offer my hand again.

"Hi, I'm ****."

He doesn't look surprised at all and this time when he smiles I notice his crooked tooth and how when he smiles it brightens his whole face; I swooned on the inside. "Hello, I'm *****."

I end up sticking with his group for the rest of the race until we get to the twelfth hill or such when he looks at me and ask if I just want to run the race with him. Aka, leaving his buddies behind who are failing miserably at this. Of course you know I said yes and that's how it is all the way to the end. When we finally finish I thought maybe we would laugh at all this and part ways but no, we sit down together to wait on his friends. Laughing, talking, already poking fun at each other, its perfect in my head and I already felt like a piece of my soul clicked with his and I had this feeling that we were going to be great friends from that point onward. We exchange information, (I actually got his number not the other way around) get our end of the race beer, and then finally part ways. As I'm driving back south I can't help but feel like something great happened that day, that meeting him may be fate/destiny/whatever you want it to be but it was amazing.

Now I know better, I know it wasn't just great, it was a miracle of its own that I met him that day. I've fallen in love with my best friend but shhhh he must not know.

More to come!

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SO this is me

I've never had a tumblr before and lets just say, this has already been interesting. It's like walking into a whole new world that I've known has been here the whole time but never really taken the time to peek at. So here I am!

When it suggested I go ahead and build a blog the first thing I had to do is look up what exactly a blog is. I know, pretty said that 20 y/o me doesn't know what a blog is but I admit my faults here. But back to my wiki looks, the thing I kept reading over and over again is that a blog is whatever I want it to be, no matter if people agree or if it’s totally acceptable.... well lets be real I’m going to keep it acceptable but it’s going to be mushy. I’m warning you no, a lot of mush.

Be prepared!