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Kennedy-trainingI hate running. Hate it with a deep burning passion. Why do I do it? Still trying to figure that one out. It all started in 2010 when I decided to run my first 5K. I ran the Jolly Jaunt through downtown Boston. It was cold and I thought I’d never make it, but I did and it felt great.  So, I started training to run a half marathon, I mean why not? I ran one in July of 2011 and crossing the finish line was unreal. I wanted to bottle that feeling and carry it with me. But you can’t and you are left with sore legs and a cool medal. Next step?  Might as well run Boston, right? So I did. On the hottest day ever. I crossed the finish line in a brisk 7 hour and 9 minutes.  Friends, I have yet to replicate that one.

KENNEDY half marathonAfter running Boston last year, I just lost something. I had to quit at the half marathon and felt terrible about it. I also caught a lot of shit for not finishing. People can be pretty mean on the internet. Fast forward a year – I’m ready to go again.

It’s the 2013 Napa to Sonoma Wine Country Half Marathon Destination Race on July 21st and training has started in earnest. And by earnest I mean training runs on Saturdays, and many week days spent making excuses as to why I’m not running that day.  (I blame Netflix for my inability to lace up shoes on workdays.) Last week we hit up DW Field Park which, to quote my coach, is a beautiful spot in an otherwise not so pretty place. It is a hilly three and a quarter mile loop which circles Brockton Reservoir and the day was perfect for it. We start as a group but packs quickly pull away and I’m usually on my own. In my patented run til I can’t breathe, then walk for a bit training plan, I took on these almost 4 miles with gusto.  The weather was perfect, the scenery was so beautiful and everyone I passed said hello. This is what I love about running in these types of places… real runners don’t go here. Real runners can be assholes. I do understand it, charity runners like me are slower, don’t know all the etiquette, and take numbers that a qualifier could have.  But seriously, running is for everyone, don’t be a dick. But I digress…

Kennedy:run Napa picWhy did I choose this half marathon? First off, I’m running with Team Challenge helping to fight Crohn’s and Colitis – both diseases are horrible, so any little bit I can do to help is great. Secondly, the race is in Napa and there is wine at the finish line. WINE AT THE FINISH LINE. The finish line is at Cuvaison Carneros Winery, which is a sustainable estate that produces distinctive chardonnays and pinot noirs and now I’m drooling. I plan on soaking up all Napa has to offer while I’m there and squeeze that half marathon in between tastings. In fact, I plan on having my post race meal delivered to the amazing tasting room.

Back to reality… I finished up my lap in a little under an hour. Let’s hear it for a 14 minute mile! Next Saturday it’s 6 miles, so I better get my butt in gear with the weekday runs, binge watching will be postponed to the next rainy day. I’ve got a ways to go in this journey, but it’s always the first step that is the hardest. And friends, nothing feels better than keeping a promise to yourself.

Kennedy's selfie:dating postSo what do you do when someone you dated a couple of times decides to ask out your co-worker?  I’m serious.  This just happened.  Here is the story of Easy Rider.

Easy Rider ,found me on POF.  He was a nice fellow, good smile, single dad, had a job and a motorcycle – all good things.  We chatted a few times and decided to meet in real life.  We went bowling.  It was fun, he was charming, he gave me flowers and a bone for my dog.  He gave me a short kiss and we went our separate ways.  I knew we didn’t’ have a love connection, but he didn’t.  Like a dog with a bone he came after me.  And let me tell you, he was one determined man.  After a few months of dodging his advances, he finally realized we were just going to be friends – or as he tells people he was “friend-zoned” and all was right with the world.

Fast forward to last week.  I was out of work for over a month as I was on strict vocal rest.  We had an amazing woman named Angie C fill in for me and upon my return we decided to keep her around for a while. I love her, she’s hilarious.  Last Tuesday she asked if I knew this guy.  I said “yes that’s Easy Rider”, we have dated.  I guess he had found her on Facebook and liked what he saw.  She asked me if I would mind if they went out.  I honestly didn’t know what to say.  There were very specific reasons he was friend-zoned and I felt like I needed to tell her these reasons.  But I didn’t.  Why didn’t I?  Seems like a shitty thing to do, but at the same time she seemed determined to go out with him no matter what so I gave the pair my blessing and sent them off into the world.  He promised not to take her where he took me on our date.  What a gentleman.

The date happens tomorrow.  I’m going to guess the friend-zoning will start the day after.