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her
life to another. She would still need time to get over him, but
tonight had been a good first step.

 
    Chapter 7
    February 25
    Karma’s Blog
    “ I’m Insane”
     
    What am I thinking? I must be insane. How do I let
my therapist talk me into these things?
    I just signed up to run this year’s
Mini-Marathon the first weekend of May, which means I have only two
months to prepare.
    Sure, I ran cross-country in high school and
did a little running in college, but that’s been almost three years
ago. I guess I’ll find out soon enough if this decision is a
colossal fail or the best idea I’ve ever had.
    To help prepare, I finally used my bonus
money and bought a state-of-the-art treadmill and spin bike this
week, and they’ll be delivered this afternoon. My friends are
coming over this morning to help me clean out my second bedroom so
I can turn it into my training room. The treadmill and bike will go
in there, along with a few pairs of dumbbells I purchased for
cross-training.
    M would be proud. I’m actually going to
weight train.
    Dad would be proud, too. I’ve actually put
on a couple of pounds now that I’m eating again.
    I’ll be eating a lot more, too. I need to
feed my body as I embark on this intense training schedule.
Luckily, my new friend B is going to help. He’s running the Mini,
too. We talked about it during this week’s cooking class. So, now
that the weather is starting to break for spring, we’ll meet a
couple times a week at the gym to help each other cross-train,
although I think he’ll be helping me more than I’m helping him.
Once I’m able to run distance, we’ll start hitting the trails. The
race will be here before I know it.
    B’s a nice guy. Not M, but really, there
will never be another M. But B is a good guy. I like him. I have no
idea where things will go, but I guess it’s time I moved on, and B
seems like a good man to do that with.
     
    A knock at her door drew Karma’s attention away from
typing. She quickly hit Publish then darted into the living
room.
    “Hey, guys!” Her best friends, Daniel and
Lisa, stepped inside.
    Daniel hugged her. “You look good,
honey.”
    “Thanks. So do you. How’s that hubby of
yours?”
    “Zach’s sexy as ever.”
    “You two make me jealous, you know.” Karma
gave him another squeeze before letting go.
    “Why’s that?” He peeled out of his coat.
    “Because your relationship is perfect.” She
would give anything to have the kind of relationship Daniel and
Zach had. So full of passion and love.
    Daniel winked and meandered into the kitchen,
leaving her with Lisa.
    “You do look a lot better, sweetie.”
Lisa draped her coat over the arm of the couch beside Daniel’s.
“The question is, do you feel as good as you look?”
    Karma nodded, albeit slowly. “I think so.”
She’d been spending more time with Brad, and while he didn’t blow
her mind the way Mark had, she liked him. “I think I’m finally
making a turnaround.”
    Daniel reappeared with a glass of iced tea.
“When are they delivering your torture device? I can’t believe
you’re taking up running again.” He led everyone back to the spare
bedroom.
    “Hey, don’t dis my passions, Daniel.” She
lightly shoved his arm. “And the delivery guy said after one
o’clock. They’re supposed to call thirty minutes before they
arrive.” Karma pulled her auburn hair into a ponytail. She really
needed a haircut.
    “What’s this?” Lisa said, pointing to her
computer. “ Chocolate Chunk Brownies ? Karma, is this—?”
    “It’s nothing.” She quickly closed her
laptop.
    The looks on Daniel’s and Lisa’s faces
indicated they weren’t buying it.
    “Fine.” She slumped into the chair and
reopened her laptop. “I started a blog about him, but it was my
therapist’s idea.”
    “Why?” Lisa parked her butt on the corner of
the desk, concern etched in her face.
    “She thought it would help me process my
emotions or something.” She glanced at the