4 posts tagged “marin”

I ran the Double Dipsea this weekend and came in second in my age group...but the best part was that Mr. Lawyer was there cheering me on at the finish line. Friday night, I was planning on going on a short jog to loosen my legs up and then was going to stay in and chill so that I would be well rested and hydrated for my race. He called and wanted to come over and chill with me which was nice. We ate dinner and then cuddled, had great sex and went to sleep. He also said he wanted to come to the race which was a surprise. He drove me there early in the morning, was being super sweet and kissing me, holding me in public. He said he would go surf while I ran and then be back to watch me cross the finish. I was a little nervous he wouldn't get back in time or show up but as I was coming in, I could hear his voice and I saw him standing there with his phone out taking a picture of me. When I got to the end of the finish, the volunteers were trying to take the stub from my bib to record my time and were mad at me for pinning it up so they couldn't easily tear it off. He was standing there trying to help and holding me as I was feeling a little shaky and sick - it was a really HOT day out there and one of the most challenging runs I've ever completed. Anyway, not only did he come and cheer me on at the finish line, but he also brought me a cooler full of ice cold Blue Moons. We stayed and drank a beer - watched my other friend finish - and then layed on the grass and waited for the award ceremony - he was insistent that we wait since I came in 2nd in my division. I've never felt more into him than I did at this moment - and while its scary and I may get hurt, I'm still really happy when I'm around him and don't want to push him away or out of my life.

We hung out the rest of the day - he napped, I did some errands. We used my new toy (thank to N who sent it as a joke) and then got ready to go out to dinner. We had reservations at Pres a Vi in the Presidio. I was starving and it was very good. I had halibut and great wine. Afterward, we took a little walk and then decided to go to the bars. We went to Mauna Loa and Balboa. He was being sweet but there have also been some things on my mind. At one point, he called me his girlfriend - but am I really his girlfriend yet? It doesn't feel like we're completely back together...I am enjoying "taking thing slowly."

Sunday, we woke up and went to church. Afterward, he suggested we go to Velo Rouge Cafe near his place and have mimosas and a little something to eat. He's been so fun lately. We watched the last few minutes of the soccer game, ate a bagel, drank mimosas and then headed over to the De Young to see the Chihuly exhibit. We had stopped at Safeway to get drinks because he was in the mood to drink before we went in. We had these disgusting drinks - similar to Sparks - but called Tilt. He kept toasting me and saying, "let's get tilted!" CUTE. The exhibit was awesome - we took a bunch of pictures to send to his grandma. He kept askign about my PTO as I think he wants to invite me to join he and his family in Florida later this summer.

WE got back from Chihuly and were starving. I made Ziti - it was bombtastic. Then, he wanted to get work done and wanted me to come with. We went to his office, worked adn then over to Y and C's to pick up my bridesmaid dress. He was being so amazing last night.

I was so exhausted when we finally got home - I think I passed right out. But woke up to all these strange nightmares - I actually screamed in my sleep. He held me tighter and asked me if I was ok. I don't know what that was all about - the strange dreams - but this morning was so tired, I slept through my alarm. I always hate to see him go in teh morning.

My weekend deserved three posts - one for the horny teen-ager, the other for the sailing adventure and the third for my 18K race (the Mt. Tam Wild Boar 18K). When I first woke up at 5:30, I was wondering why I'd signed up to race at all. Then my ride got to my place and we drove up through Marin on a very beautiful morning and I instantly cheered up. I got out to the start and about 33 or so people from my club were there ready to race. It was exciting to see everyone. One girl, A, who I haven't seen in years was there with her very handsome roommate, The Tri Guy. God, he was attractive. She mentioned that she'd like to introduce me to him - so I'm thinking - yes, yes, yes. He eventually comes over before the race starts and says hello (mind you - this is before 8 am on Saturday morning and I have no make-up on and basically look like shit).

We set off to run - he was doing the 10K and I the 18K. As I finish the race, I see him near the finish line. He comes up and says, "hey, wow - excellent run!" I'm all smiles. We continue to chat for a bit and then I excuse myself to go cheer on others in my club. After everyone finished racing, we all headed over to P's house for after-run brunch. The Tri Guy came too (hooray!!).  I do my best to pay him some attention but not too much. He definitely was paying attentinon.

After the brunch, I realized we never did exchange numbers. I'm not sure I want to reach out to my friend A to make it happen or just be patient and hope he and I find one another again somehow soon....

I'm signing my ass up for more races. Hooray!

This weekend was a little bumpy on the relationship front. I was really tired Friday night so we decided to stay in, watch movies, drink wine. We grabbed a quick dinner at Andale and then rented Eastern Promises and The Amateurs (both movies I would highly recommend). Anyway, it was a nice enough night. We just sort of chilled.

On Saturday morning, Mr. Lawyer was acting a bit strange. He got up before 8 am and was out the door without much of a kiss or hug or anything. Apparently, he was headed out to go surfing. Fine. T came over early so that we could  begin our fun activity filled day. We picked up A and then drove to China Camp for a nice, scenic run. After the run, T and I decided to go to Bikram. The class was a bit on the late side but was well worth it. We got to Y's a little bit late. The whole group congregated there for appetizers and wine before our roommates' reunion dinner at Mangarosso in North Beach. Mr. Lawyer was still acting strange. I was feeling really self conscious and began to worry - is he over me? does he not like me anymore? has he met someone else? When I worry or get self-conscious, I generally get distant and bitchy which I did. I stuck to my friends and decided to stop paying attention to him. At the end of the night, we went back to my place and passed out. In the morning, I had to go get fitted for a bridesmaid's dress for Y's wedding so I was up and at em early. He left without saying much of anything. I was gone all day trying on dresses, lunching with the gals, hanging with Y's fam and never heard from him. No calls, no texts, nada. I was worried. I called him and he didn't even want to see me. He said he was getting beers with D and he'd "catch me later." I got super upset. I decided to call him and tell him I was upset, ask him why he was acting so strange. He said he didn't think that he was. We also talked about the other little things that had been on my mind - it was really good to get it all out on the table.

After we talked, things felt good. I think some of what I said finally sunk in and he gets it, gets where I'm coming from. He was great last night and this morning, on his way out the door, he kissed me goodbye and said he was sorry again about the weekend. I think we're both learning how to "compromise" a little more.

Mr. Lawyer kind of screwed up today. Maybe my expectations are too high or maybe its because I am a closet romantic.  Or maybe its because I always act like I'm NOT into holidays or mushy crap (when I secretly live for that shit).

So last night (in accordance with my new get my FAT ASS into shape plan), I went running and then to Bikram yoga. Yes, I'm back at yoga (shoot me). I felt really good & productive - ended up cleaning my room afterwards till it was spotless, removed all his shit from my couch and cleared out one drawer for him to store his boxers, socks, t-shirts and jeans, and then took a long,  hot shower and chilled with my book. Mr. Lawyer was a show for some band he likes with his friend G. He had invited me to go but I declined so I could have some peace and whip my ass into shape. He calls me around 11:15 asking if I'd come pick them up from Mezzanine where they had been watching the show - and my first reaction was WHAT?!!! YOU'RE a DAMN LAWYER!!! TAKE A CAB. But, instead I relunctantly agreed to pick them up. I dragged myself out of my bed and pried myself away from my book (sadly) and drove down to Market & 5th.  His friend G is a nice enough guy but he's by no means pleasant.  And I guess I can't even really say he's "nice," I think its more like consistently rude and sarcastic. Like the type of person who smiles so rarely, that if they do, you think a penguin will land next to your feet. Anyway, G is annoying me in the car and I'm in rare evil form. Not speaking. Not listening. Trying to make Mr. Lawyer understand how "put out" I was by the whole situation. He got the point. After we got home, he thanked me and apologized profusely. I decided to get over it.

This morning, I got in the shower while he was still in bed. When I got out, I noticed he'd placed a small red box in my spot on the bed. He told me to open my card. My heart fluttered. And then it stopped. The card was cute but by no means worth a heart flutter. I've been wanting a puppy but can't have one in my apartment so he got my a card with a puppy and a heart on the front - and on the inside, "Sit, Relax, and Be My Valentine..." and in his hand-writing below: Since I couldnt get you a real dog. The little red box was chocolate from a little chocolate boutique on my street, Moonstruck (it is pretty yummy stuff).

After I thank him for the card and proceed to get ready for work, he asks me what time my hair cut is at (even though I've told him about 12 times). He says, "oh, anyway you can change that..." I am thinking - "oooohhh, what does he have planned?" Only its another unneccessary heart flutter. I say I'll try but I doubt it...and then ask why...he says he wants to do an early dinner and then go to this thing he has tickets for. Heart still fluttering. What tickets? Then he tells me - and I look at him like he's retarded - he says, "this woman, some TV lady is speakign about foreign affairs tonight in Marin and my boss got tickets. I was hoping we could go." What? Foreign affairs on my romantic holiday? No, no, no and NOOOO!!! So, I say, sorry I think the hair cut is happening. He says, cool and I offer that he just go without me (now, thats a test if I've ever heard one). Luckily, he wont go without me.

So why am I so dissappointed? We still haven't said those three little words, he didn't actually have anything planned for tonight - just winging it for dinner and then watching a speaker talk about foreign affairs and no ridiculous and embarrassing display of flowers. I know, its a dumb Hallmark holiday - but whatever - I'll be dumb and bent out of shape about it if I want.

Fuck Valentine's Day.