Those of you who know me well will understand the significance of this... but I have a new BFF. We met at the gym today, and at first I was apprehensive.
For one thing, my current BFF, prior to 10:10 a.m. Today was, in fact, Bart Yasso from Runner's World.
He & I have been pals for years.
What's funniest about that is that at first I *jokingly* blogged about how he was my BFF cos the first night we met, I held the door for him ("I carried the watermelon"). And then our online banter became such that one day I was walking down the street in San Francisco and he called me out, by name.
And then he introduced himself to my aunt as my BFF, so at that point, I realized:
I was Bart's BFF for realz. <~ anything with a Z on the end has more street cred. i'm pretty sure.
Anyway, what happened at the gym today went down like this.
I was ~kinda~ in the ladies locker room in the middle of getting dressed when I saw my new BFF. And I wanted to walk over and all that right then, but I didn't want to walk over in a state of semi-nakedness cos ~yeah~...
So after I pulled on my clean workout clothes, I did approached somewhat timidly.
I meandered across the room, and cautiously stepped up to my new Pal. We exchanged some looks. I glanced around to see if anyone had noticed us together.
I cringed, expecting the ABSOLUTE WORST.
And then, I realized that this was either the BEST BFF EVER or A TOTAL LIAR.
My new BFF told me with convincing honesty that I'd lost 8 pounds in 2 weeks.
Oh, yeah, here's a picture of my Bestie's sister. I can't share one of my ACTUAL BFF, because taking a picture of you & your new BFF in the ladies locker room at the YMCA is definitely a way to get your membership revoked.