It’s been awhile since I posted about my dating life. Things have been picking up lately, maybe it’s because summer is here. Who knows?!
All names have been changed to protect their identities.
A few weeks ago I went out with a pro BMX bike rider who I will name Ryan, that I met off Tinder. He had over 117k Instagram followers, was verified ON Instagram and was from South America. A latin BMX rider?! Say whaaaat?!
I already had an idea that this probably wouldn’t work out, but when would I ever get the opportunity to go out with a famous BMX rider?
So for shits + giggles I decided I’d meet him for a drink. I’m not going to lie, a part of me thought I was being catfished. I mean why would a pro- athlete be on Tinder? Of course I told several of my friends where I was going like I always do in event I end up on Dateline.
Since he lived on the outskirts of Raleigh we made plans to meet halfway at a hole-in-the-wall bar, Abbey Road. The good news was that he didn’t catfish me, he was who he said he was. The conversation was steady, but not stimulating. For someone who traveled the world for a living I knew he wouldn’t be a good match for me, but he was a super nice and down-to-earth guy. With a friendly hug we parted ways and headed back to our own lives.
Date rating: 6/10