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 I had recently taken up running on the near by hills after spending decadent winter laying about half depressed recovering from an unhappy relationship. Summer would soon be here and I wanted to play. I felt that I needed to loose five pounds though most of my friends seemed to be envious of my figure. I would get up early, and over a month built up to a solid 2 hours jog and in flat places, do some sprints. Balanced with a twice weekly yoga class. My body was coming alive and the early mornings were something I began to really enjoy. Even the challenges of my work seemed easier.

The area was popular and I would see perhaps six to ten other runners each day. They seemed to serious competitive sorts that seemed to be always going twice as fast as me, and mostly all men. I came to recognise some who were regular, with their sweat soaked tee-shirts. I enjoyed watching them pass me. Their leg muscles pumping with power, there sometimes seemed to be something erotic in that, it never turned me on sexually, just made me smile. There was no conversation other than a grunt and occasionally a cheerful good morning.

I would always run with a tee-shirt with a good sports bra as I often felt self conscious with the bounce of my breasts. I considered a reduction as I felt that they were to big in relation to my body. Usually I would wear cotton lycra shorts, I had a nice butt, and found it really comfortable the way my shorts conformed to my shape. My legs were nicely tanned with some help from the sun-bed. My hair was shoulder length and tied back.

Well one morning, I passed this guy, like over took him. It was a first, I was improving my performance, he smiled at me as I passed glancing at him and I felt this warm glow all over. It was unfamiliarly familiar if you know what I mean, I was not sure if it was the thrill of getting in front, or some chemical attraction.. so I put on a bit more speed to create some space between us to leave him and that sensation behind.

But it stayed that feeling, I found myself thinking of him a few times that day and wondered if he would be there again. The next morning he wasn’t and I felt disappointed and thought that this is stupid and tried to put it from my mind by running harder.

It was a week later before he was there again. I had let go of that feeling. He was tying his shoes at the start of my route. Hearing me approach he looked up with that same smile and a soft "good morning". I replied the same in my coolest voice, I felt like a jelly. I never saw him again that day but I found myself thinking of him often. I knew that this was definately chemical attraction... By the next morning I was hoping to see him again. I started my run, he was not there, my heart dropped a little. As I got to the top of my run he was stretching in the sun which had just risen. I slowed looking, he was clean shaved with wavy blonde hair a little lighter than mine, definitely good looking, I could see myself with him. His tee shirt had a smile design on it, corny I thought. At that point he looked straight at me, "Would you rather run or make love?" he asked... I struggled to find the breath to respond, and that smile! as though he had not a care in the world.

I replied that I was not sure, but that the making love was not always on offer... but the running was becomming more enjoyable.. He said that I would be welcome to run with him the next day. The Yes fell out before I had time to think.. and not wanting to betray myself, I said that I would see him by the car park at six am and set off. Well what was I getting into here? I considered many possibilites during the day and that night I was slow getting to sleep.

The next morning I dressed in my room, usually I just threw on clothes in the kitchen. I had an orange juice. My body felt limp, it was like when this guy Kenny kissed me a the school ball in front of every one, embarrasing and thrilling at the same time.. . I liked him but that scared me and I had nothing to do with him after that.

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