I took the night off of training, to do what "normal people" do but didn't really know what that meant so I sat down on a bench in the mall to figure it out.
"Forget this", I told myself, "I rather be training".
And it's true, I much rather had trained than take the night off training. I had boxing in the afternoon and killed it at Hardknocks but I was anticipating heading off to Clancy's for team training. Only one problem, I laid down for a simple afternoon nap and woke up way too late. I woke up with only 30 minutes to get to the boxing club; it takes me a solid hour. I could have gone weight training at System but I knew Coach Madman would be killing me on legs tomorrow and I already killed it on upper body late last night.
And then my night took a most different turned.
I got off the bus and there he was, my ex. But it wasn't just "an ex"; it was my exfiance who I had broken up with about 10 years ago. What was suppose to be "just" a drink turned into several hours of chatting and giggling. I was shocked at just how much he remembered about us and his visits to Korea to see me. I've got a memory like a goldfish so I was impressed. Over ten years have passed since he and I were a "us". We both have moved on and time has matured us both so it nice to bring up things that perhaps many moons ago would have been super sensitive and off limits. A lot of air definitely got cleared, no hard feelings are there, and I even met some of his friends. I wasn't introduced as the exfiancee but they suspected something and were sweet to me.
It wasn't the night I had anticipated but it also definitely wasn't a night I'd say most "normal people" encounter. Such is my life; always something interesting around the corner. Perhaps the fact that it's Friday the 13th had something to do with it... hahaha. Nah, it's just me.
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