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Sorry to the Hot Guy!

Friday, May 27, 2011

If you know me at all you know I am one of those people who can't seem to let things go when it comes to something I have done or said, etc. What usually happens is I get really nervous because I am talking to someone I don't know or there is a crowd of people around or I suddenly feel like I have all this attention on me and I start to babble and say things out of context and everything gets messed up and I walk away feeling like I offended everyone when in actuality they never thought another thing about it.

Or, I think it. I have all this stuff running through my head and once I am away from a situation I can think clearly but when I am in it I don't always have the best thoughts. So I end up beating myself up for these things forever, until I say something to a friend and they remind me I was thinking and no one else even knows or I see that person again and can apologize to which they can't remember what I am talking about.

Did that make sense? No? Well it doesn't to me either.

Anyway, there is this incredibly hot guy that ran with our group Tuesday evening. He is a friend of one of the coaches. He ran with us once before a while back also. When I say he ran with us I mean he started out with us and immediately passed us by and we ate his dust.

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So first of all I am harping on myself for thinking he is hot and drooling all over myself and trying not to look in his direction because I am suddenly back in grade school and blushing and pretty much feel like the world's biggest loser and all I want to do is run away. When did the temperature suddenly get so hot? What am I, 12?

Then we started the run on this giant hill. I love hills. What? Who are you calling sarcastic? Moving on . . . so yeah, we all die a little trying to get up this great big hill while he sprints past us like we're rocks on the pavement. I get about a third of the way done with my run, already upset with myself because I have had a stitch in my side the whole way and I am not making good time and my foot is hurting and I haven't run in the heat before so I am trying to adjust and WOW I am cranky and so whiney and trying not to say anything to anyone and my coach is saying I should just do one lap this time instead of two as I had planned which made me even madder at myself. Madder? More mad? Whatever.

Right about this time a practically naked Hot Guy (he took his shirt off) comes running past me on this third lap and smiles really big and waves and tells me I'm doing a great job.

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So in the interest of clearing my mind and knowing I will probably not see him again for a really long time (if at all) and that he doesn't actually know I am ridiculous . . . I decided to say I am sorry to him. Here. On SP. I'm not really a coward. It had to happen somewhere. Sorry Hot Guy!

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EDRODR 6/2/2011 11:42AM

    I think everyone goes through this... Natural! Way to push hard though!!
One day I'll be able to take my shirt off with pride.. one day! lol!

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BADAMS86 6/1/2011 11:16PM

    hahaha. I am laughing with you (assuming you are laughing and if you aren't, well then, oh it was at something some other Sparker said, yeah - that's it.) hahahaha. I do the same. I am not a shy person, nor I do not have problems talking to perfect strangers... UNLESS it happens to be a man who I think is attractive and I know he is single. At least it was easier when we were 12 our friends could ask one of his friends if he thought we were cute, right?

Men. What can ya do?



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COOP9002 5/28/2011 8:24PM

    Oh well. Perhaps you'll meet again.

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WOLFSHADESS 5/27/2011 4:20PM

    Haha! That's great! I used to be the exact same way around hot guys. I probably still would be if I wasn't married now. And I still am the same way in a crowd or around people I don't know. If I can actually think of a damned thing to say, I sound like a blubbering idiot. But usually, my mind just goes blank and I can't think of anything to say. So I probably come off as a b***h when I'm actually ridiculously shy in front of strangers. Oh well, at least you restrained yourself from pushing him into oncoming traffic. Point one for you!

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DISP715 5/27/2011 3:35PM

    HaHa. Great blog. Damn, it never really matters, our age. We always convert to that 12 year old school yard girl when faced with a hottie. The conversations in our heads are usually far more damning that reality, but, it's hard to shut yourself up. You are doing great and keep up the hard work. Here is my fantasy for you.....train hard, be proud, love yourself, AND next time hottie goes for a run, run along side him, tell him you need a "pacer" and his speed is ALMOST fast enough! HUGS!

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BREWMASTERBILL 5/27/2011 3:30PM

    It's OK. I forgive you.

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