I'd been wanting to start exercising again for a few months now, I just always found reasons not to. Well, not reasons so much as excuses I suppose. But now that school was out, I was going to start running and lifting before work every morning. Valiant thought except this week I feel like crap so far. My whole body aches, my chest hurts, I feel constantly warm, I have coughs. I think it's malaria, but I could be wrong.
So when I began running tonight, it wasn't for health reasons or because I felt especially spry at this hour of the evening. Hell, I'd already spent 9 1/2 hours on my feet, running to and fro and concrete floors. My feet and legs were certainly tired of that. I didn't go running for a breathe of crisp night air. I went running for my heart.
I've never yet mentioned my girlfriend on here, I guess now is as good a time as any. My girlfriend is one of the most wonderful people you'll ever meet. She's gorgeous from head to toe. An amazing smile and glorious little puppy dog eyes. I love her, I truly do. I would do anything for her.
The problem is that I'm not the greatest boyfriend that ever walked this planet. I don't always have the answers and I don't always know how to act or respond to every situation. I do my best, I really do. Like I said, I would do anything to make her happy. This woman is the end to my long days. When I've been working for 10 hours and my body is beat up and tired. When my feet and legs hurt and won't move anymore, there is always something that brings a smile to my face, warmth to my heart. I don't need a beer at the end of my day, or a movie or a joke. I need to hear her voice. I need to touch her cheek. I need to feel her embrace.
There are things and days in all our lives that make us more than a little agitated. We get fed up, we get annoyed, we get pissed off. Everyone is entitled and no one should be judged because of them. And it absolutely tears my heart apart that I can't do anything to make her bad days better.
I know that aren't fun to have. They pretty much suck through and through. I just wish I knew how to somehow open up one of those bad days and let in all the fun and love I can possibly give. I want her to be happy. I want her to never have to have a bad day.
I love her, more than any amount of words can ever convey.
This is why I ran...
"And I ran-an-an, I ran all night and day-ay-ay. And I ran-an-an, I ran so far away-ay-ay."
Sorry to be a jerk like this, but I really don't have anything inteligent to say, so I guess I shouldn't say anything at all.