August 30, 2015
Every once in awhile I get this gut feeling I am going to run into someone from my past. My instincts are never wrong and it happened again over the weekend. I didn't expect to ever see HIM again.
You won't believe who I ran into on Friday night, while I was out with my new girlfriend at a local bar?!
Mr. CrossFit Crush.
Cari Bradshaw had her Mr. Big, I had Mr. CrossFit Crush. That one guy who somehow
Honestly, I hadn't thought about him in months, but there he was smiling at me in a bar.
Ever since our "rendezvous" earlier this year, I decided to literally delete him from my life. Why kid myself? Our time together had an expiration date. It was fun while it lasted. That's all she wrote.
Truth be told, I had assumed he had already moved off the island and I would never see him again. Little did I know, I would he would almost literally run into me on his bike, on a very late Friday night.
Let me backtrack a little for you.
On Friday, I had a REALLY rough day at work, that left me wanting nothing but hide underneath my covers and NETFLIX camp all weekend.
As I was getting ready to go to bed, my girlfriend who lives in my building suggested we go grab a cold beer since it is hotter than freaking Hades right now in Hawaii.
Gladly, I took her up on her offer and away we went to a local pub in our quiet beach town. After growing tired of the pub, she suggested we go to a dive bar, which was just a short stroll away.
As we were walking to the bar, someone was on a bike trying to get past us. "Excuse me," as he squeezed his bike through.
Although, I didn't see his face, I knew that voice from somewhere. Who could forget that southern drawl.
Grabbing my friend's arm, I whispered,"OMG. It's HIM. Mr. CrossFit Crush."
All my girlfriends know that in my blog posts, I give quirky, cute names for some of the men I have dated.
No one knows who he is because I have kept his name a secret over the years.
Honestly, I am sure no one would ever guess who he was anyways. He hasn't been to CrossFit in years and very few people from the "box" would even know who I am talking about.
Actually, I take that back, I did finally tell my coach who it was, because he couldn't even figure it out.
Anyways, back to the bar...
After seeing him head into the direction of the bar, I knew exactly where he was going. Crap. Seriously, the dive bar is literally the size of my condo, we were bound to bump into each other.
As I made my way through the bar, I walked right passed him without saying a word, praying he was avoiding me too.
He looked different. No longer the clean cut military boy who use to make me buckle, but now he was a bearded dude in board shorts.
Fortunately, my girlfriend found a spot at the end of the bar that was tucked away from the rest of the crowd. I'd be safe in my small corner. No way would he go out of his way to find me.
Truth be told, after our last night together, I had written him off. Neither of us were looking for love or even a relationship.
Now here he was again. Coming right up to me in a crowded bar. Looking right at me with those eyes. Those fucking beautiful blue eyes.
He didn't say a word. He just stood there. Smiling. Staring. Waiting. We just looked right into the other person.
Silence filled the space between us.
Words flowing out of his lips so sweet and slowly like molasses, "Do you remember me?"
How could I forget him?
For two long years, I had secretly admired him from afar at CrossFit, watched him date countless other women, wishing it had been me, sent him thoughtful care packages to him on deployments, discovered he had been interested in me too and finally shared one passion filled evening together.
How could I forget the man who made my heart race and feel like a teenage girl again?
But, I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction. With an ever so slight smile, "I know who you are ????????."
We talked to each other about our lives now. He is out of the military, hence the beard, and starting his life over on the mainland soon.
After catching up, I discovered that the man who once told me he doesn't believe in monogamy now has a girlfriend on the mainland, whom he is going to move all the way to the mainland to be with.
Now THAT was a shocker, but just shows you that even the biggest commitment phobics can settle down when they find the right person.
I guess there is hope for me after all. Maybe there is someone out there who will change my mind about love too?
He asked me how I was doing with life and writing my blog. Thanks to a spirit filled evening, I told him I was "fucking fantastic", then I wished him all the very best in his next chapter in life.
It was nice to have closure. It was even nicer to see him again.
Perhaps, the Universe forced Mr. CrossFit Crush and I to CROSS paths tonight as a reminder for me to not give up on finding love.
Sooo... I know he reads my blog .....soooo if you are reading this...and you know exactly who you are... thank you for all the memories and thank you for reminding that I will find love too one day.
I won't ever forget you.