1st Date Rule: NO Yoga.
A few months ago I got out of a semi-serious year long relationship, and as a result I have been dating sporadically, spontaneously and hap-hazardly. Luckily, the high majority (80%+) of these dates have been a good time. I continue to go out with some of the chicks occasionally, and its a casual, light hearted shared experience usually around cocktails, food, and foolery.
Over this past weekend, I was asked on a date. The girl is cute, we have some shared interests, but her proposed date made me produce a deep belly chuckle that I generally associate with whiskey drinkers and emphysema patients. The proposal was as follows
“I was wondering if you had plans this afternoon…Would you like to go to Bikram Yoga with me? Maybe we could get coffee afterwards”
I have a general list of things I don’t like to do in general. Some of these things comprise certain sub committee categories. One of which, is “Things I don’t like to do on a date”. Amongst the leading offenders on the list for first dates is…
- Stretching.
- Sweating
- Sweating and Stretching Together.
Signing up for Bikram Yoga is like signing up to be a prisoner of war. Recreational, voluntary torture is not amongst my facebook interests! The idea of a room with the thermostat set to a degree over 100 Fahrenheit is ludicrous. The notion of then doing any sort of physical movement, other than wiping sweat off your brow, is purely preposterous. If sweating, stretching and inevitably involuntary flatulence doesn’t get you going on a first date, maybe a cool down session with a vente coffee with skim milk with do the drink. Sure, let me sip a hot cup of joe while my pores pump out sweat like the Osmond’s mother popping out children.
In general, for a first date I would rather lean towards cocktails and charity. Cocktails loosen a situation, and are in fact absolutely delicious. They can also lead to interesting conversation, and ultimately if you play your cards right, they can lead to awesome dance moves. Charity is always good for the obvious reasons.
In conclusion..cocktails and charity? Yes please. Sweating and Stretching? I’ll pass and go to the chiropractor during lunch instead. Thanks.
