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New strategy

Back on FB dating - because where else will i meet someone?  HOWEVER, taking a new approach.  I'm saying "yes" to most matches, as long as they have an articulate profile and have put in a bit of effort. THEN i look at the pictures and i have a little grace, because men, the kind i like, generally don't take great photos of themselves.  It's usually in a car, with the angle up their nose.  So i'm not passing judgement on that.  

Also, talking to everyone and giving them the same effort they give me.  Not carrying the conversation.  Once they reach out to me, because i will not reach out first (nothing wrong with it, just not my style) the conversation better flow, or i'm deleting them.

It's okay to take it off the dating site and text.  It's even better if they get motivated to actually call me.  But i'll never say that out loud.  No more leading, directing, or managing how someone treats me.  

No getting invested in a conversation.  

Paying attention to lazy daters, or men who are negative.  No time for that.

No telling them either, just "not gonna work" and gone.

I'm officially shopping.  Granted, it's in the thrift shop, but sometimes i find the BEST items there that otherwise i never would have found.  So.  In the spirit of finding a treasure, i will not fill my cart with garbage.

Yesterday after work the sky was dark and i knew it was going to rain.  I ran into the house, quick changed and got my butt outside for my daily walk around the neighborhood.  It started to sprinkle so i cut it a little short, but i did it.  Then i realized i was going to be disappointed if i DIDN'T get my walk in.....i was looking foward to it.  Somewhere along the way my attitude changed from "have to" to "want to".  It just feels good to accomplish something that is good for my body.  And soon i'll be hitting the walking trails again.

I haven't forgotten about that damn trail in Burlington that nearly took me out last year.  I'm going back in May and i'm doing it again, this time without tears.  I'm going to kill it.  Then on to the next challenge.

Funny how this all started and how much my mindset has changed.  It feels good to lose the wieght and to be more active.  I feel better mentally.  I didn't expect that.  Not at all. And it has nothing to do with anyone else but me, myself, and I.  

While i was walking i saw the young woman with the toddler and small dog that i used to see when i was taking Miyagi for his short around the parking lot walk.  Her dog kept dragging her toward me and refused to go, waiting for me.  She started talking to me and then all of a sudden she went "omg i didn't recognize you!  no wonder he wouldn't move and was waiting for you!!"  I told her about Miyagi and she expressed condolences.  It was nice.  It felt very neighborly.

This morning i talked to a woman at work, she just started in my department, about marathons, walking up Sleeping Giant and hiking.  I told her about my experience last year and how i had been working on getting more fit, because that experience had scared the shit out of me.  I dont want to be immobile at age 60.  She shared her journey too and I think we bonded a bit.  i like her.  

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