"The Magician" and the Gym

Remember the magician I went on that date with 2 years ago? This one... go ahead, refresh yourself.

What that post does not tell you is how he unfriended me on facebook after I told him the things that were innappropriate about the date. Then he told people how awful I was. Fine... I had started dating someone else, so I wasn't really worried about it.

Fast forward to 3 1/2 months ago. I'm in Maryland, and he tries to 're-add me as a friend on FB... I don't know  what I was feeling, charitable, lonely, whatever it was, I accepted. No sooner had I done so, then I remembered that he was ALWAYS online... and he popped up and started chatting with me. Soon he was confessing that I was 'his first provo crush' and asking me if we could have a second chance if I was ever back in Provo... (um, no). I asked him if he thought that was really a good idea. He seemed to think it was...

Upon my return to Provo, I promptly unfriended him. He didn't need to know I was back. My roommates were sworn to secrecy if they ever saw him. I lived covertly for a couple of weeks

Then, 2 weeks ago, I decided to go to the gym on my way home from work.

After finishing my couple of miles on the elyptical I contemplated doing some weights... as I looked over at the weight machine, a familiar pair of eyes caught mine. UNBELIEVABLE! It was the Magician!  At least, I'm fairly certain it was him... but I was not about to stick around and find out. I made a b-line for the locker room and hid there for a good 10 minutes formulating a game plan. I determined my game plan was just to pretend like I didn't see him (hopefully he wasn't waiting by the door for me) and get out of there quick!

As luck would have it, the Magician wasn't waiting for me, and I left in short order-- not pausing for my ritual massage or friendly chatting with the staff. I was GONE. And... hadn't been back since. (Hey, I work 40+ hours a week... an extra 2 hours at the gym 3x/week is not at the top of my list...even if it should be) EXCEPT I want to get back to running, back to the happy feelings that come after a run, and back to training for an event.

[The event I've decided on is the Thanksgiving Point Half Marathon on April 28th. The training is 3x/week for 6ish weeks then 4x/week till the race. So it's nose to the grindstone-- feet to the treadmill time. Mon, Wed, Saturday for now... And I started today (rather than waiting till next week to start-- way to not procrastinate).]

But the problem is that I was worried about another run-in with the Magician... the last thing I want is a renewal of his attentions. I decided that if there was a run-in I would just have to be painfully honest (something I am getting better at) and just tell him I'm not now nor will I ever be interested in dating him. It's just not going to happen. I spent the last hour of work practicing what I would say to him, if that were necessary. (I even thought of pulling an over-emotional self out, but decided against it, in case I came across as vulnerable.)

Luckily for me all of the stress was misplaced, though I was SUPER VIGILANT, there was no sign of the Magician (I did, however, get some cat calls in Spanish when I went out to get my forgotten water bottle from the car.) I got in a good (if somewhat slow) run, and came home and got in my PJ's where I'm writing this post. I've even read my scriptures for the night and after my prayers, I'll make my goal of being in bed (and I'm certain not too far from sleep) by 11 pm! Which is good, because I've got another looooong day ahead of me tomorrow.

Good night!