Off and running.

Awe running. I am not known as a runner. And up until a few weeks ago the last time I ran was in 2003. But I convinced myself and Chris that to meet some respectable gays we would have to join a group outside of the slutosphere…ie. the youthful grindr, aging manhunt.net, and the tired gay.com.

Not only have we met some amazeball guys in the group and I have to say I am in love with how great running is for slimming my waist.  If you are in the KC metro area or visiting anytime soon check out the facebook page for Kansas City Frontruners and join us on a run.

 

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“#gay #kcfrontrunners #runninggroup #love #shirtless”

To pack or not to pack.

A couple of days ago I got a lot of the boxes, packing materials, tape, and markers I needed to start packing up the house. Yet I can’t bring myself to start. I know I need too. The POD will be here soon for me to start filling up and we are in the works of closing on a beautiful farm house in Liberty, MO. (It’s about 25 mins North of downtown Kansas City, MO.) Yet here I stand in the living room staring at all the boxes. My mind drifts and I find myself staring out the window.

I don’t mean to sound as if I’m not excited about the move. I am. I’m ecstatic about new opportunities, more friends, the idea of a new chapter in the story of our lives together, and living in big city that has “City” in its name.

I know some of my hesitation is because once I start packing it makes it all real. I’m not ready for it to be real just yet. I think I’ll let the boxes sit a few more days and I’ll ponder their fate over my coffee in the morning.

–In case you didn’t know my partner of 7years got a job in Kansas City so we are moving from Fayetteville, AR to KC. He moved up in February to start work. We thought/think it would be best to wait till school is out before our daughter and I move up in June.–