I was hoping it would make me more social and help me to meet new people. I have no problem diagnosing myself as a socially awkward introvert, whose quirkiness makes it even more challenging to want to get to know me.
Runners are a pleasant, yet quirky bunch, so I hoped they might welcome me into their herd without much judgment.
So far, my plan has not worked as well as I’d hoped. Whenever I pass a fellow runner on the road, I’ll get a wave, a smile, and a quick hello. I love that. However, I’ve only made one new friend. The rest are just familiar sweaty faces I pass on my way to my mile goal for the day.
This week, I decided to step it up a notch and be a little more social. To be honest, I’m not sure what came over me.
Perhaps I was filled with the Halloween spirit.
Or maybe I was just feeling lonely again.
Whatever it was, I got my social butterfly on this week, and made some friends. I thought I’d take some time out of my busy social schedule to tell you all about it.
This is Gary Lincoln. I used to write often about Gary on the blog, but then my sponsors asked me to get away from the Otherworldly Beings content, and write more about politics, fitness, and my ridiculous dating experiences/failures.
For those of you who don’t remember, Gary is the Leader of Maine’s Largest Werewolf Pack.
As Leader of the Pack, Gary has the power to allow me to run with the Werewolves during their monthly howler across the state. That has really helped me get into shape, and is quite the fitness challenge.
Now that I think about it, they gave Kevin Costner two Oscars for dancing with wolves. One would imagine I deserve something even better for running with them.
What’s up, Hollywood? Where’s my Academy Award?
I’m glad Gary and I have reconnected. And I owe that all to my running.
Gary is an excellent running partner…I’ve never run as fast as I have when I’m being chased by a Werewolf!
We met the other morning when she stopped me on my run to ask me for directions to City Hall.
I feared she might be another weirdo stopping to offer me a beer. Turns out she just moved to Maine and wanted to register to vote before Election Day.
I asked her where she was from, and Galaxia just replied, “From very far away”, and then glanced up longingly at the sky.
What really got my attention, though, was her sense of humor. She cracked a joke about how I probably assumed she was a Republican because she was extremely white.
Then she revealed that she was a rare Albino Democrat, who could not wait to send a blue wave rolling across the country on Tuesday.
We really hit it off, and we’re meeting up for drinks tonight after she’s done with her all day session at the tanning salon.
I just had a sense that running would be the way to meet my special someone. I have this feeling that Galaxia could be the one who brings my dead heart back to life.
Ray was lamenting that he was out in the storm with absolutely no rain gear.
I told him if he only had a brain, he might have thought to put on a raincoat or grab an umbrella. He thought that was hilarious, so I liked him instantly.
Since I was nice and dry in my rain jacket and hat, I decided to stay out in the rain to keep poor Ray company until his Uber arrived.
I have to give my new friend props. The whole time we were hanging out, not a single crow dared to come into the area.
Well, I need to wrap this up because it’s almost time to meet Galaxia. Just wanted you guys to know that I was still running and making more of an effort to be social.
Hope everyone has a wonderful weekend!