Quickie

I'm going to keep this one short because I want to...no, need to rant a bit and that deserves its own seperate post. So, I finally hit the gym last night and acted rather like a kid in a candy store. "Ooh, I want to try that and that, and that, and oh that too!" The leg press is my own personal savior.

And getting to exercise with aelf, mallen, and h0h0 was delightful. Seeing h0h0 going for a couple of miles on the treadmill was a thing of beauty. I know that sounds weird, doesn't it? But for all you who hung out with him at this time last year I think you know what I mean. It's amazing, just completely amazing. Mallen looked a bit lost, like he knew what everything was there for but wasn't quite sure what he was supposed to do with it. We discussed motivations before exercising, I shared mine but I never got his, hmmm... And aelf, well let's just say she's my new inspiration at the gym. Ye gods that woman has a 19 endurance, minimum. I bow before her mighty-ness.

And then there was Jamba, then sleep, which unfortunately meant I missed two phone calls. John, if you're reading this, I'll be home Friday night and can and will happily talk to you then! Tonight there is Game 7, I may need a hand to hold to make it through this one. There should also be grocery shopping as I'm getting down to the total bachelor's fridge level (i.e. water and condiments). Then hopefully there will be sleep as last night I tossed and turned quite a bit. That may have been for the best, though, in that I moved around so much that my muscles didn't stiffen up quite as badly as I expected. I'm a little sore in the arms and shoulders, but the legs feel fine. Next time I must try to arrive earlier and thus be able to claim some of the machines without feeling the undeniable press of guilt and the dirty looks from others.

Jeez, this was supposed to be short, wasn't it?

Crunches: 50 (hey, I worked out pretty hard at the gym)
Sense of accomplishment: moderate

The Love Rant

It's come to my attention lately that a lot of people I know either feel they're unworthy of being in a loving relationship or are simply too unwilling to take a chance and tell the person they adore how they feel. Allow me to don my little black feathery wings and grab my bow because as far as I know Cupid doesn't have an LJ so I'll just have to stand in for him. I know what he'd say to each and every person reading this right now, he'd say "Take a chance, get in the game, life is about risk and it's not worth living without it."

Yeah, love is a risk, a big one. You stand to get hurt, really hurt by it and believe me I'm not saying this to be glib. I'll admit a few years ago I didn't even know what the emotion was, oh I understood it on a rational level but I hadn't experienced it beyond adoring my friends and loving my family. I wasn't looking for it, but when the opportunity presented itself I took it, and I don't regret that. Ok, so in the end it turned into a disaster, I grant you that, but I don't have a single regret about making the effort or taking the chance. Sure I got hurt, but dammit I tried, and that's what's important.

So, dear readers, what am I proposing to each and every one of you? If you've got someone you care about, someone you think you love, or could love, go talk to them. Don't wait another day, tell them how you feel and take that risk. Remember, loving someone is a gift, both to you and to them. Sure they might not be able to return it, but that doesn't diminish it. And if anyone ever tries to make you feel bad for caring deeply about them that's their problem, not yours.

Fantasies are nice and safe, they can't hurt you, they always do precisely what you want them to. But they don't challenge you, they don't teach you new things about the world and yourself, they don't do anything but help you maintain a stagnant status quo. Break free of it, you can do it. And if you need a hand to hold while you do mine's always available.

Make this the week you tell the person you care most for that you love them, don't wait any longer.

Here endeth the rant.