1st cup of coffee at cole valley cafe
GF and I rode to Point Bonita lgiht house (on a rocky and wind-swept spit of land jutting into the Bay just across the golden gate bridge from San Francisco .) It's only a 15 mile bike ride. Not a physical feat that requires an unusual amount of endurance. Just an easy afternoon ride.
When we first met, I explained to her that it is important to me that BOTH of us get in shape and that I wanted for us to do activities together that require a certain level of fitness. I'm attracted to a certain well-toned body type and enjoy doing things outside like backpacking and bicyling. I also explained that I felt that both of us need to be in it together, and if not, the relationship won't work. She agreed. She was even enthusiastic about it..
But that's not how things have been going.
She has been umemployed for 2 years. It's not liek she hasn't had the time to build up her endurance to a basic level of physical fitness. It takes about 6 weeks of training a few hours a day, 3 days a week, to get to the point where you can confortably ride about 30 miles in a few hours. But she won't exercise.
All day, every day, she sits around the house and watches TV. And she EATS. She likes doughnuts (a.k.a. Fat Pills). When combined with a sedentary lifestyle, doughnuts, along with some other food items like cupcakes, are one of the most disgusting and obscenely offensive foods in existence. Their magnitude of offensiveness is the female equivalent of the husband in a relationship sneaking out to strip clubs and getting "lap dances" and hand jobs.
So, we were on our way home from the light house with only 2 miles to go yesterday evening. And, we were climbing the very last hill of the entire bike ride and had roughly fifty feet more to climb. You could even see the top of the hill which was indicated by the blue sky shining through the trees at the hilltop a little way ahead. After that, it would be all down hill to the house. She was getting tired and starting to slow down. So, I was ridnig beside her trying to make sure she was OK and told her she's doing great. Then, out of the blue, she started shouting, no, shrieking, at me as we were riding up the lat hill of Landsend park.... She stopped her bike, and then she started crying and cursing me very loudly. I asked her what was wrong. Then, a pedestrian stops and asks HER if she would like him to call 911. He pointedly ignores me. You can imagine that this is unspeakably humiliating. I stood beside her not saying anything.. Still in tears, she told him she was only tired.... sure. Like that's not a classic battered women's cover story... After he left, I told her I don't need people threatening to call the cops on me and will meet her at the house. I rode off on my own and left her there. I rode along the beach alone for a while and then went got a couple of drinks at a bar before going home.
Now, I don't think I want to do go out and do any thing with her. The few things in this world that I actually enjoy doing, she hates... I dont need this female drama in my life. Is there not one female that I have anything in common with?
GF and I rode to Point Bonita lgiht house (on a rocky and wind-swept spit of land jutting into the Bay just across the golden gate bridge from San Francisco .) It's only a 15 mile bike ride. Not a physical feat that requires an unusual amount of endurance. Just an easy afternoon ride.
When we first met, I explained to her that it is important to me that BOTH of us get in shape and that I wanted for us to do activities together that require a certain level of fitness. I'm attracted to a certain well-toned body type and enjoy doing things outside like backpacking and bicyling. I also explained that I felt that both of us need to be in it together, and if not, the relationship won't work. She agreed. She was even enthusiastic about it..
But that's not how things have been going.
She has been umemployed for 2 years. It's not liek she hasn't had the time to build up her endurance to a basic level of physical fitness. It takes about 6 weeks of training a few hours a day, 3 days a week, to get to the point where you can confortably ride about 30 miles in a few hours. But she won't exercise.
All day, every day, she sits around the house and watches TV. And she EATS. She likes doughnuts (a.k.a. Fat Pills). When combined with a sedentary lifestyle, doughnuts, along with some other food items like cupcakes, are one of the most disgusting and obscenely offensive foods in existence. Their magnitude of offensiveness is the female equivalent of the husband in a relationship sneaking out to strip clubs and getting "lap dances" and hand jobs.
So, we were on our way home from the light house with only 2 miles to go yesterday evening. And, we were climbing the very last hill of the entire bike ride and had roughly fifty feet more to climb. You could even see the top of the hill which was indicated by the blue sky shining through the trees at the hilltop a little way ahead. After that, it would be all down hill to the house. She was getting tired and starting to slow down. So, I was ridnig beside her trying to make sure she was OK and told her she's doing great. Then, out of the blue, she started shouting, no, shrieking, at me as we were riding up the lat hill of Landsend park.... She stopped her bike, and then she started crying and cursing me very loudly. I asked her what was wrong. Then, a pedestrian stops and asks HER if she would like him to call 911. He pointedly ignores me. You can imagine that this is unspeakably humiliating. I stood beside her not saying anything.. Still in tears, she told him she was only tired.... sure. Like that's not a classic battered women's cover story... After he left, I told her I don't need people threatening to call the cops on me and will meet her at the house. I rode off on my own and left her there. I rode along the beach alone for a while and then went got a couple of drinks at a bar before going home.
Now, I don't think I want to do go out and do any thing with her. The few things in this world that I actually enjoy doing, she hates... I dont need this female drama in my life. Is there not one female that I have anything in common with?
