hand dealt
yesterday, instead of my usual work out during lunch at my gym downtown, i went after work at the gym i used to work out at all the time, which happens to be in on the corner of davie and howe (read: gay area of town). anyways, there was always a lot of attractive gay men working out there, yet it seemed like a clique (read: current stereotype of the male standard of beauty ). it was weird, because i always felt like there was something wrong with me because as hard as i would try, i could never break in. but my colleague trevor said something to me last week that makes total sense -- "why even bother playing when you aren't dealt any cards?" this is so true. i had a good work out -- it is neat how time and age adds both perspective and assurance.
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