Hi Tru! Thanks for stopping by
I lied. About my injury. I did tear the gracilis. But I didn't tear my adductor
longus. I tore my adductor
magnus.
Apparently in my state of extreme endorphin rush while my body was meagerly attempting to combat the excruciating agony of myofascial release (which wasn't really happening anyway), I thought I heard "longus" when in fact it was "magnus".
In the scheme of things, it really doesn't matter. But I'm a stickler for details, so this must be brought to the forefront
I haven't worked out, so I have nothing to report. Tonight I'm too busy, so tomorrow at physio I'll try to get my full workout done. They've got the equipment I need, so it shouldn't be a problem
On the relationship front, Matt and I have been having some difficulties. I figured it was mostly Travis withdrawal.
But he finally admitted to me that he is not bisexual.
Matt is gay. I said that's fine. But then he immediately said he still wanted to be me to be his girlfriend. I said "Why? I don't have the right parts." He said it didn't matter to him. He loved me anyway and didn't want to lose me.
I really don't understand this. Now when Travis enters the equation, Matt will obviously be fulfilled. But what does he get from me? Am I that bigendered that I am still able to satisfy him on some level?
I don't want to ask any of our friends, because as far as they're concerned, Matt's bi, not gay. Not that that would change anything, but I want him to come out and say it ... for the obvious reasons.
Sam, please help me. I know that my gay friends have all said that it's very easy for them to have sex with females (especially after a couple of drinks) as long as they are attracted to them ... but to actually form that kind of a bond with a female? I don't get it. Maybe I really do feel like a guy with tits and I appeal to Matt's drag queen fetish. Although I'm not nearly as beautiful as a drag queen ...
Never a dull moment
