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November 26, 2005
Soccer friend as match maker
Today found me swimming at the local community pool. My workout roughly looked like this:
300 yard easy
6x50 sprint (60s, 65s, or 70s depending on how tired I was)
100 yard easy
6x25 sprint (45s)
Then swimming more freestyle laps at a moderate pace until I hit 30 minutes.
My flip turns are much better which is exciting. Well, in the grand scheme of my life or the world that’s not too exciting at all but I guess it makes the “news” for this workout.
I met a woman in the pool who I love. I asked her why she was pool running-was she injured? So she thought I was a physical therapist. (That was kind of fun. I sometimes forget that I am old enough to have a real career. I really do need to get a job.) I explained that no, I run and I know that a lot of injured runners pool run. Then we discovered that her son and my brother are the same age. I said my brother just finished his freshman year of x-country (as a way of seeing if she or her son possibly knew him) and she said, “Oh, your whole family runs then.” I said, “Not really. I played soccer in HS and didn’t start running until college when I gained weight.” She looked at me (I did have regular clothes on at this point) and said, “You don’t look like you gained any weight.” I gave an emphatic “Thank you!!” and noted that the running must have been successful. So yes, I love this woman. She is rehabbing from a replaced hip (at her very young age) and I wish her lots of luck. She seems extremely motivated.
I also broke out my freshman year HS yearbook which I never thought I would look at again. This morning I got an e-mail from the girl I ran with yesterday. She wants to set me up with a friend of her older brother who lives in Boston. Her brother and his friend were seniors in HS when I was a freshman. One of my first questions was, “Is he sporty?” The girl I ran with yesterday is a complete soccer/workout nutso like me and everyone reading this (though admittedly some of you take the craziness to new levels!) so I knew she would understand. (And she thinks he is. I trust my soccer friend. She wouldn’t set me up with someone that would glaringly be a bad match). So we’ll see how that pans out. The yearbook photo (from 10 years ago) looked okay :)
Posted by Audrey at November 26, 2005 05:32 PM
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WHoohoo! A date! A blind date. Oh my. I have had a date in....let's see....1984. Yup, I think that was the last time I actually called up someone and said those fatal words "Uh..so...uh...I was wondering...if uh...y'know..uh...you'd want to go and uh likegooutothemoviesorsomethingwithmeorifnotthenokgoodbye."
Never had much luck except that one time. Friday the 13th too. I knew who she was but found out later she had no idea who I was until I picked her up at her dorm room. She had friends standing in the hall checking me out. If I looked like a psycho, then would call her room and she would pretend she wasn't there. Turns out I knew all of them already, so I was a shoe-in. :)
Good luck on your date, Audrey. I hope he's a nice guy. And athletic. :)
Posted by: Jon in Michigan at November 26, 2005 08:12 PM
Ha Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! I'm tardy as usual, but great job in the Turkey Trot!
Only once have I run with my brothers at a Turkey Trot and it was infuriating. My middle brother insisted on lollygagging a 5K. Standing near the finish line, I saw him with a woman behind him, hot on his heels and so obviously trying to beat him, and I screamed and hollered that she was there and that he should hurry up, and he just started this exaggerated slow-mo run, all the while grinning at me like a cat, as the woman blazed by him just before the finish line. I don't even understand how we can be related.
Anyway ... I'm glad you had a good time out there, too!
Posted by: jenandmats at November 26, 2005 11:06 PM