Remember that post I did a while back on how I was super unexpectedly connecting over Pokémon Go with a colleague (jezus, was that already almost two months ago?)? After which I got straight back into being a Poké-addict, even putting my friend code in my footer and joining a PokéGo-forum? Doesn’t matter!!
Because no matter how fun that happenstance might’ve been – yesterday? YESTERDAY TOPS THAT. By miles. A landslide. By two universes and the three stars in between. Ok. Maybe a bit of an exaggeration (I’m still ‘I exercised‘-hyper: that state of bouncy excitement AFTER you workout BEFORE you break down into AUTSCH!). And again – it’s because of Pokémon Go. Go figure (see what I did there?).
I had myself a meet cute!
An actual one!
And yes, I totally stole that from ‘The Holiday‘.
This past week I’ve been taking it upon myself to get my fat ass off the couch and out into the real world for some much needed fresh air and exercise. Now that lockdown banned teamsports and abruptly ended our softball season. I’ve started skating again.
Mostly because I can’t run (nor would I ever want to do anything like it) and walking makes me cry. And also because it’s supposedly good for the hips (which I haven’t been able to discern yet through the BURNING AGONY it causes me after a mere 10 minutes of it). Who am I kidding. It’s for that game. But I’ve been skating. Mostly to catch Pokémon and hatch my eggs, to be fair. Exercise and burning calories is just a bonus.
Anyway. So there’s three Pokégyms within a 10 minute skate from my house, which are all easily reached with the lap that I’ve grown the habit to make while skating (I did 3 7.5km runs this week, WHUT?!). So I skate past the gyms first, claim them, pick up some items and then continue my route. And when I swing back I do the same, checking whether they’re still up and pick up another round.
LO AND BEHOLD. The first day my gyms were already reclaimed while I was still en route and before I got back. The second day, however, they were still red when I returned. And yesterday one of them switched from red to yellow AS I SAT DOWN (on a bench in front of one of these gyms, which happens to be the church next to my supermarket). With only one culprit available – a fit as fuck looking guy MY FRIGGIN AGE that seemingly had just exited the supermarket, phone still in hand.
Of course I quickly retook the gym (are you equally super excited about reading about Pokémon stories?) and sure enough, his head popped up when he saw it turn yellow-to-red and quickly spotted me. Fast forward to about 20 minutes later, after he had joined me on the bench and we casually chatted about Pokémon being an exercise excuse, the game and bitched about who got to have the gym (I agreed he could have it, but stole it right back just now when I went for another round). I was getting cold so I decided to head off, and he had to get back to whatever the hell he was planning to do.
Queue filmreel moment:
He walks off, I (clumsily) skate away and quip ‘battle-see you next time!‘ like the idiot that I am. And he LITERALLY does a movie-worthy look-over-the-shoulder move with and added questioning (but in my imagination hopeful) ‘Next week?‘ -wink-. To which I promptly replied a cheeky ‘Maybe, if you’re lucky.‘. I swear I heard him snicker when he kept walking. I just hope it was at my answer, not at my skating skills (non-existent).
And meanwhile my brain goes:
Wait. Do I have a Pokédate now?
Wait. I told myself I wasn’t into dating anymore.
Stop it. He’s probably gay. Or engaged to be married. Or gay and engaged to be married to a fitness model boyfriend. It’s not like you asked.
But I’m already naming our kids.
But I don’t even want any kids. FINE. Cats. I need a cat called Fishy. HERE FISHY FISHY!
Crap. Does this mean I have to keep skating?
Fuck it – this would make THE best ‘how did you two meet’-story, I can do another round on skates. Stop whining.
Damn. Now some random blue trainer took the gym. HOW MANY PEOPLE IN THIS TEENY TOWN PLAY POKEMON WTF!?
Suffice it to say – I can’t guarantee that the aforementioned ‘post-exercise-bounciness‘ was entirely exercise-based today. Pokémagic people, Pokémagic!