Way running the first date? Never do it! I had had contact with a Frisian for a while that I had met through a dating app. He loved mountain hiking, camping, rafting and mountain biking. Not me, but he didn’t have to know. That came once he was crazy about me. I lived in Utrecht, he in Bolsward. If I wanted to come to him? Sure I wanted that, I wanted everything, if necessary I would go to him crawling. And then he suggested running. Well, I thought, how hard can that be? So I said yes.
On the road
Two weeks later we would go, he had already booked the tickets. And if it were very late, I could possibly stay with him. Possibly? I would do everything to end up in his bed. This man was just, I knew for sure.
I quickly bought hiking shoes, outdoor pants and a wind jacket – a rib from my body! – And two weeks later on the way to Friesland.
“I kissed her while I didn’t even like women, it cost us our friendship ‘
Good, tall and tough
A group of people had already gathered at the parking space. I immediately saw him: handsome, tall, tough. Really completely my type. I waved at him and walked towards him with blushing cheeks. We hugged each other awkwardly. He looked at me again and then said: ‘Those walking shoes look new new. Isn’t it a shame to soak in that salty water? ” I waved it away. “They are older than you think. Just take good care of. ‘ He looked doubtful, but let it rest.
Tough start
After some instructions from the guide we set off. First off the dike and then the salt marsh. That was a tough start, because we sank in the mud and that of course sucks like crazy. Not everyone was not too bad; I already saw some older couples struggling. But I had it much heavier! I quickly dangled after. I sweated like an otter, panted like I had already walked the half marathon and was bumbling with his backpack that I fell back in the blubber. My date had to pull me up, it didn’t work on my own.
Of course I immediately fell through the basket. I was so much walking?! I had told that. He started to suspect that I had not been completely honest about my outdoor experiences. And the worst: he couldn’t laugh about it.
‘I was so crazy about her calorie ruin that I left her at a French pumping station’
Was hard against
I actually not. I was very disappointed, that mudflat walking. I was already done with it after 50 meters and then we had to go for another two hours! Soon he let me modify me on my own and mainly listened to the female guide. Which I started to look even more acidic.
No match
At the end of the trip he knew enough: this was not going to be him. “I don’t think we are really a match,” he said. I nodded: ‘I’m not so much of sports. Well, I’ll watch sports on TV a lot. ” He thought of a different order.
“Could I still bring these things back to the store, you think?” I asked. He looked at my modded and salt hiking shoes of 230 euros and shook his head. “Take your loss,” he muttered. They are still lonely in a corner at the door. Never again.
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