Yesterday morning I was running along listening to Undisclosed (one of my fave podcasts) when I got a few lil alerts on my phone. The alerts make a quick drip-drop noise that interrupts my podcast. Usually I ignore messages while I’m running. But there were about six in a row so halfway through my run I stopped to check it.
It was my friend updating me on her dating life. And by ‘updating’ I mean ‘blaming me for’…
She is recently single and I’ve been putting on the peer pressure for her to do online dating. I wouldn’t shut up about it so she finally signed up, made a profile and has been swiping around.
She swears that there are no good guys available and she hasn’t seen anyone in the millions of online profiles that she likes and likes her back. That’s super not true so I have been insistent that she needs to work it… “Things don’t just happen – you’ve gotta make em happen.”
In her defense, she lives in an area with a big gay population and that’s also known as a retirement community. I realize this, but I still pushed her to keep at it.
Well, all those alerts on my phone were screenshots of her matches – plus she chimed in with her thoughts on each one.
You’d expect the usual ‘girl talk’ like… ‘he’s cute’… ‘he’s hot but lives too far’… ‘this guy reminds me of my ex’…
But her commentary stopped me in my running shoes.
There I was in the middle of a sweaty run on a path 4 miles from my house – doubled over laughing hysterically.
First it was a picture of a guy she thinks did her taxes before. No big deal, but he’s probably 20 years old than her.
Each guy’s pic was accompanied by a funny yet probably true thought…
But when I got to this one I just couldn’t
Is laughing considered cardio?
Anyway. The real issue here is – should she date that guy who robbed her or not?
I say yes – go out with him and get tipsy, let him pay – boom = got your money back.