I'm Ready...Or Am I?

The past week or so has had me on a whirlwind. Work is absolutely CRAZY! We're doing our yearly store reset and I've been preparing for an inventory that is tomorrow. I've managed to squeeze in time to run and its been cool. I took a couple of days off because Monday when I ran, my shin started bothering me really bad. I went out this morning and had a pain free run. The weather couldn't have been better and with me not having to go to work until late, I could take my time and soak it all in.
Lately I've been back and fourth with the thought of hitting the dating scene. While running I pondered it some more. With friends going through divorce and breakups and others in relationship bliss, I wonder is it my time. I have grown accustom to my duvet keeping me warm at night, waking up at 5am to go run and not have anyone other than myself hindering me, and discussing relationships with my homeboys when I crave the debate. When I seek out a relationship of course physical plays a role, not a Grammy award winning part, but something more along the lines of supporting actor. I've grown to learn that the nice body somewhere along the line sucks up the mind's brain cells and mama's old warning of "everything that looks good, aint good" holds tried and true. Also I've come to find that the finest, most successful man can have the BIGGEST insecurities. I strive more for what you can bring to the table. God forbid anything go wrong in my world and I don't have a partner that can support me physically or financially. If the tables were turned I'd most definitely oblige. I am also very particular of the men that B is around. Every male figure in his life possesses exemplary characteristics so I would not expect any less from a mate.
I love love. I love the affection and spontaneity that goes along with it all. I can take the good with the bad but I question myself of my uncertainties. If this is something I want I should be 100% sure right?