We're Getting Married!

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There was this guy doing box jumps at the gym I worked at. His form was horrid to say the least—knees caving in, stomping when he landed—but hey, it was a very high jump and I'll give him that. "Umm do you need help?" I ask. He says no, he's training because he's a professional baseball player. I was intrigued (not because he was a professional baseball player—I'm not a cleat chaser!) to learn more about this training regimen and he agreed to share them with me. He slides into my DMs a day later (multiple times I may add) and I "forget" to respond. But just when his hope was almost lost, I slide back into his and invited him to a hot yoga sculpt class with me (yoga on steroids basically). He picks me up, as I tell him this is NOT a date, and head off to yoga. We refuel with breakfast at Sweet E's, then off to the beach we go! Fast forward: after two years of doing long-distance, completing my undergrad, getting an adorable angelic pup (Loki), living through the Marco Polo fire, reconstructing the apartment post-fire, surviving a career change to a firefighter, completing my master's degree, and everything in between, he (finally) popped the question on December 25, 2020—what a Christmas surprise! From our first "non-date" to a few hundred dates later, I still couldn't get enough of him and he couldn't get enough of me.

This girl from UFC Gym was totally chasing me! She approached me, asked me to yoga and "I set that hook deep." She just couldn't resist me. The end.