Is honesty really the best policy?

I ask because earlier this day while conferring adult beverage consumption plans with Not Married Mike, I let an honesty nugget slip from my mind into a text message.

Me: What have you been up to today?

Not Married Mike: Well, I just got done running six miles.

Me: Not Married Mike, that's awesome! Plus, you really needed it. I was beginning to pity your straining wardrobe.

A pause.

Me: I'm sorry, Not Married Mike. That was just a jealous, tear-down text. I didn't really mean it.

Not Married Mike: It's okay, man. I need comments like that to stay motivated.

Me: Good. Because it's completely true, blimp. So, when do you want to meet up for a drink?

Not Married Mike: Actually, I think I should put on my shoes and head back to the gym for a little while.

Me: That's the way, Not Married Mike! Oh, and you're welcome.