Peeking back at the entry from Sunday, seems like I was at a low point (hence the title, a take off on the beautifully sad Porcupine Tree song, Feel So Low www.youtube.com/
Feeling better, today, but that title is accurate in a literal way, what with going to the gym and walking a mile, and it taking me over 20 minutes to complete. Sad thing is, I felt like I was moving, well, if not quickly, then at least doing the best I could. A 20 minute mile is better than I did at the 5k I referenced in the previous post, but it's no one's idea of fast. I deliberately didn't look at my phone timer except at the half mile mark and at the end, although there's a clock on the wall alongside the gym's track, so I had a decent idea of how unquick I was moving. But I don't have the physical ability to scoot along any quicker right now, or so it seems.
Had dinner with the now ex GF last night. A very non awkward encounter, perhaps until I awkwardly mentioned how glad I was that it wasn't awkward. I think I made it too easy on her, saying that she owed me a dinner as an apology for the manner of the dumping (via text), but past that, we could talk about it if she wanted. She didn't want, and now I kind of feel like, having let her off the hook, I can't ask for that conversation to occur. Vaguely unsatisfying, Which is light years ahead of the end of prior relationships, to be honest. I can see us being friends, at least, which I'm ok with.
Wandering out Cleveland way tonight for another concert. Friend won free tickets, and asked if I wanted the second one. And he's going to drive, too? Yes please! Might not make it to pickleball at 9 am tomorrow morning, though. I'll have to come up with another way to amuse myself at the gym, at another time.