Well, thanks for all of the support...but things have gotten worse.
The object of my (secret) admiration contacted me about directions to get to a certain race. The race (1/2 marathon) is 90 miles away from where I live! So, there is anticipation on my part.
so what happens? Her love interest shows up with her, she wins $200.00 for winning the women's division and *I* run a PW...over 20 minutes slower than my last one! In fact, I run 4 minutes slower than my SECOND HALF of my last marathon.
And, to rub salt in the wound, she and her "bona-fide" come cooling down on the course, and yell to me that she won, and that she is taking HIM to dinner.
Boo Hoo Hoo!!!!!! Sob...sniffle....BWAWLLLL!!! First Bambi dumps me, and now this!
(ps: Dave, I hold you responsible for the coffee that I sprayed all over the keyboard...)
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