The Last Hurrah in Seattle

I’m headed to Seattle to visit John and Caroline, and decide that, since this whole thing is winding down, I should try and meet some of the MANY guys who live in Seattle. I set up my LAST TWO DATES!!!!

Green Lake #1: Trainer. This guy is fit, and has an attitude. He’s also lied about his height; we’re eye to slightly below my eye. He’s really an engineer of some sort, but has earned his living lately training athletes. We walk around the lake once, and then get some snacks to eat by the lake. He doesn’t want to sit on the grass because he’s wearing his “nice” shorts (red flag #1 – they’re not THAT nice) and he’s defensive about it (red flag #2). So I put my jacket down and we sit and talk. He’s enthusiastic about all sorts of things, so I’m willing to overlook any dirt-involved neuroses in the short term. As we’re hugging goodbye, he starts going on about the sparks flying between us (red flag #3 – too much, to quick). Later on he calls and tells me he’s met someone else. Whew!

Green Lake #2: Outdoor man. The second Seattle date also suggests Green Lake for a date. Perfect! I already know where that is. This guy is a great listener, loves the outdoors, backpacks, climbs, and telemarks. I like his integrity. We walk not once, but twice around Green Lake, and by the end I have blisters since I’m wearing my cute shoes, which are not meant for walking six miles. We talk about traveling, wilderness, work, hobbies, values, friends, family, and more. I’m not convinced he’s the one, but I really enjoy talking to him, so I’m not convinced he’s not, either.