Flowers

I haven't run since my 21-miler. My hip, for the most part, feels good and my foot has mostly healed. I'll go on an easy run tomorrow morning to get back on schedule but I only have 2 and a half more weeks in my taper - then it's the big day! More about that during a later post.

I want to give major props to my girl Jenna for finishing the Marine Corps Marathon in DC this weekend. Jenna works full-time at a law firm, is in law school at night, and despite all this, did whatever training she could and finished her third marathon! She will be part of my inspiration as I try to finish my first 26.2 miler on the 19th.

I was helping out at a haunted house my boss was having for her son and his friends on Saturday and her boyfriend (who is currently not living in Philly), drove up to surprise her - walking in the back door with red roses in his hand. How incredibly romantic! He's a great guy and she looked so happy....it's just the kind of thing I dream of but am doubting i'll actually find. I know, I know - in time it'll happen to me. That's what you all say - but i'm depressed right now (more about that later as well).

Another Flower story - today, my co-worker received a HUGE bouquet of flowers from a "blind date" she met for a mere 10 minutes (yes, it went that well). She has no interest in seeing him again and i'll admit, it's very creepy. But still, after 10 minutes she's having men sending her flowers (and a fruit/candy basket) and what do I get? I get one amazing night of great conversation, chemistry, kissing, cuddling, then..... NOTHING. Maybe a phone call or two, a few emails here and there, but then they dwindle, disappear. Aren't interested in making other plans - there's always some excuse. This isn't just one occassion i'm speaking of - it seems to be a pattern in my life. I know part of my problem - i'm extremely particular. So I feel like the dating pool for me has shrunk. And let's face it - the guys out there that just feel like they're a great fit for me are either married or gay. Argh....i'm just letting off steam....don't mind me.

I woke up this morning and just felt so defeated. I'm very frustrated that I haven't gotten any offers on my apartment in NY. I've dropped the asking price twice already in the four months its been on the market. As the weather is changing i'm trying to pull bags out of the garage with my warmer clothes, but have nowhere to unpack them in my mother's house. A single, independent, 30 year old woman who is used to living on her own should not move back in with her mother after 12 years. But I had no choice - and I love my mother - I just need my own space. I do feel like it is getting in the way of my dating life.

What's most frustrating is Philadelphia Sports. I can't even go into yesterday's game - Those wind gusts were ridiculously frigid in the upper level of the Linc. That was the worst Eagles game i've seen in years and up until this weekend, I was holding on to hope that the three losses in our season were only mental ones that could be corrected and we were a much higher caliber team that would take the NFC East. With the end of season demise of the Phils, the "we can't get started" broad street wusses, and the "we couldn't beat the JV squad at Abington High if we tried right now" Eagles (for numerous reasons, I just can't follow the NBA - so no mention of the 76ers here), I have this sinking feeling that this is a new, dark chapter in Philadelphia sports - no glimmer of hope - just loss after loss after loss - for years to come. Yes, I know, i'm pessimistic. It's Monday...and i'm stressed, and very tired.