Page 92 of The Other Guy

“So?”

“So… it’s not a big deal, and I know we’re supposed to shy away from the topic, but you’re different since you met Sierra.”

“Yeah?”

Grady agrees, “For sure. Not that you sucked before.”

“Nice.” I chuckle.

“You know what we mean. You’re a little more laid back. Relaxed.”

He’s definitely right about that. I realized last night that I have always thought I couldn’t have one thing without the other. Owning a gym, I thought I had to be this perfect specimen of health in order for people to take me seriously. That I couldn’t indulge or even have cheat days. It was stifling. But in the short time I’ve known Sierra, she’s helped me to realize that life doesn’t need to be taken so seriously. It’s not as if members walk into the gym and analyze me or my food intake, they don’t ask me how often I work out.

For the rest of the night we eat and drink, play darts and a couple games of pool.

It’s exactly what I needed tonight. Even with the way it started, I feel more relaxed and ready to take Sierra on our first official date.

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