Dating and other spills

Alright, I was going to avoid a few topics in my blog
1. Politics
2. World events (please visit cnn.com or bbc.com for this)
3. My love life (or lack of it)
But I’m going to make an exception on number 3. because I figure my friends and family are the only ones that read (I hope) this blog and it’s just too funny…
Anyway – I’m dating.. yes.. yes it’s an actual boy and we are “dating” – while my dad has issues with the word “dating” (he only understands the words – boyfriend, fiancé and husband…. ) I’m quite at ease with this as I think I may have a mild case of commitment phobia.. I think my “track” record (lol – keep reading - you’ll get it) proves this..
So this boy happens to be an athlete – he’s a State champion in running and takes part in marathons and triathlons. My interest in fitness is very superficial - to fit into a stunning dress would be a reason I would go to the gym (excepting a stint at uni when I almost became a gym nut but then me and my gym partner used to get back home after an intensive workout and demolish a tub of my fav ice cream ”nuts about chocolate” yumm) on the subject of food, as most of you would know, I love food, lots of it and mostly junk.. this guy eats healthy stuff..
I went rock climbing yesterday with this boy and now I’m sore in muscles I’ve forgotten I had !!! This relationship is proving to be very exhausting.. Will keep you posted if I survive the next date..