Feb | 9


When the weather permits, I like to take my lunch outside and sit on a bench. While sitting, I take a few minutes to breathe and soak up the city sounds. It was a typical Monday when something caught my eye. My pulse was racing and I had this feeling like never before.

The next day I sat on the same bench and just waited for the future love of my life to catch my attention…again. By the end of the week, I had decided it was up to me to make the first move. I did some research before introducing myself and making a connection.

When I confirmed our first date a week later, I made sure I was prepared. I had my outfit picked out: short sleeve shirt, shorts and some brand new shoes. I suggested our first date be in the early evening when the sun was just starting to set to give it that romantic feel.

Our date started out slow, we were searching for a rhythm and warming up. We got stopped at  a red light; there was a long awkward silence. I started to sweat waiting for that breakthrough moment when our date would feel natural and smooth.

I was beginning to lose hope in our ability to match up stride for stride, but suddenly seconds were becoming minutes and our time together started to fly by! The momentum had caught on and now I could just enjoy the company. A slow, satisfactory smile started to creep up on my face – this was fun! Staying out for a little bit longer was a must.

When I arrived back at my house I hesitated to call it a night. Our date had been perfect and I wanted to revel in this moment. On the other hand, I was exhausted and tired from such a successful first outing.

I slowly bent down to unlace my Ravenna 6’s. My first run was in the books and I could not wait to see how my love of running would develop– I had a feeling we just might be solemates!

About Melissa
In my past life, I was a collegiate runner. Now, I happily run in Brooks Ravennas or Ghosts. If all my running shoes were turquoise in color, I would not complain.

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