So yesterday I told the guy I’ve liked for the last 7-8 weeks that I liked him. He responded ‘I know’. That was grand.
He was really very sweet about it, and I do a discredit to the way he handled it, but it wasn’t the best moment for me all the same. Even the sweetest rejection stings. After that, we talked a while about what we’d done at University. This lead to a discussion about motivation, and we both basically said that we wanted to end University as the best versions of ourselves that we’ve been.
And I honestly think I’m on my way to that. I’m better humoured, more intellectually engaged, more confident (well, when I’m not being told by the guy I like that he knew but just wasn’t interested - he’s straight, for the record) but possibly not the most fit. I’ve been doing Latin and Ballroom dancing and really enjoying it, but I don’t know how much it’s doing for me in terms of fitness. I really want to get back into my program: after all, it’s not going to hurt the dancing!
So I’ve decided to announce my return. I’m not doing this to try and make Charlie ‘regret’ his decision - he’s straight - I’m doing it because I realized that, whenever I met someone, I want them to be good enough and I want to be good enough for them, and the way to do that is to be the best I can be.
And part of that is fitness. So the journey is starting again, from Monday. I’d start tonight but I’m packing to come home from Uni, and I’d start tomorrow but I’m at an all day Latin and Ballroom competition (leaving at 6am, returning at 2am the next day), so it’ll have to be a Monday start.
I might take some starting pictures tonight though.
Any words of advice/encouragement would be appreciated.