I’m not talking about ‘wooing’ that new girlfriend, something you did involuntarily, or something that was done with the intention of getting something in return.

I’m talking about a time where you KNEW exactly what you had to do. And even though it was really hard, sucked, or almost got you killed, you still did it, never even thinking otherwise.

I was hanging out with my girlfriend the other night. She is the first girl that has ever been truly on the same wavelength as me when it comes to sexual things. We hadn’t been dating long and hadn’t done much yet. We were both feeling pretty frisky and we were truly alone for the first time.

Things were just about to get really good when I got a text from my best friend. I looked over at my phone and thought, “Ok, I’ll answer one more before I out my phone on silent.” As it turns out, he and his girlfriend had just broken up. I knew that he loved her (she was the first girl he had ever loved) and I had no idea what happened. It was completely unexpected. I looked at my girlfriend and said, “I’ve got to go, Shane needs me.”

I put on my coat and shoes and started running. He was across campus from me. Within the first 20 feet, my shin splints started hurting. Within 10 seconds my hands were frozen. Within 1 minute my asthma started acting up. At around the midway point, my legs felt like I wasn’t gonna be able to lift them for the next stride.

The only thought that entered my mind during the journey was, “DAMN IT JOSH!!! THIS IS SHANE!!! YOU HAVE TO RUN FASTER!!!” So I did. Yea my legs hurt and yea I couldn’t breath, but when I showed up at his door a mere 5 minutes after receiving that text, I knew that he knew I would do anything for him.