Day 9 = Running + Long Hair

Today I went for a 40-min walk/run. Yeah, I mixed in walking again. Just a little shakin' it up already on Day #9. I'm out there movin' and shakin' and that's what matters in this blog.

So I ended up canceling the date with long hair random match.com guy. Normally if a guy asks me out on a date on a Sunday, I kind of expect to hear about plans. Like what time to meet and where. So when 4pm rolled around, I called him. He said he'd get back to me. I told him that we probably shouldn't go out, so no worries. He made a comment about his hair. Seriously.

Like I said before, long hair on men has never been my thing. I like the clean-cut look with a fun and eclectic personality type guy who can be edgy but without trying to "prove" it with his hairstyle. So when I was married to a white-bred SEC football player with very short hair, I was constantly dreaming of Anthony Kiedis, the lead singer of the Red Hot Chili Peppers. I was so hot for him in my dreams, yet totally bewildered about this fascination in my waking life.

Considering my divorce to said football player, maybe I was dreaming about a life less ordinary. I'm no rock star, but at least I'm not bored.