I'd like to thank everyone for supporting the Urban Dater. Obviously, we do it for y'all. However, I'm gonna have to be a little selfish here. You see, I'm kind of dedicating this post to my best girl; my partner in crime. So you may want to hit your back button or get a back to vomit into. I promise to keep this short and sweet.
I went on a grueling hike today. Okay, it was grueling to me. It was six miles and a 1600ft incline of torture and other stuff that made me want to gut myself. So here I sit, broken and otherwise unable to muster the will to go pee… I might just have to do my business here, in my office. Grody, I know. Sorry.
The hike took us up the same steep piece of shit hill five times. The previous week I was greeted by that very hill for the first time and had to do it only once. I had to stop three-quarters of the way up because it was kicking my ass like a prize-fighter might… I signed on to go up that stupid thing FIVE F@CKING TIMES today!!! Ugh. What did I get myself into?
I cursed each time I could muster enough air in my lungs. My legs felt like jelly. I was huffing and puffing, with a cool breeze to help me keep going… Why was I doing this? I mean, I was DOING it. The first pass up the hill, followed by a second and then an exhausting third time and then a fourth and fifth. I brought up the rear the whole time and I looked on as everyone was so far ahead of me. It didn't matter, I kept at it.
At the end of it all, I was spent. My tank was officially empty, that fracking hill took everything I had… At least I thought it did.
That's when something occurred to me. Without my girlfriend I wouldn't have been able to do it. You see, she's kind of a hero to me. Not kind of. She is my hero. Because of her, she's inspired from me things I never thought possible; she's made better than I thought I could be. The girl is my biggest fan in all that I do. Without this amazing person, who inspires me so, I doubt I could have made that grueling third trip up that hill. Undoubtedly I would not have made all five trips up… I have every confidence in that. I'm truly thankful for all the ways my best girl has made me better and has made me happier. I love her. If you have met her, you'll know why instantly.
When I started the Urban Dater, I naively thought I'd always write about my dating dilemmas… Now, caught within the throes of love I've been given a curve ball. I've been writing much more about relationships than I thought. That's a good thing. Change is good, if a bit scary.
Thanks for letting me be a bit sappy on Turkey Day. Taylor and I love you guys! All my best!