I’ll admit it, I’m afraid to have a fit girlfriend. Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m not afraid to date women who are in shape or even skinny, in fact that’s the type I usually go for. Also, I’m not obese or even portly myself, in fact I’m in decent shape given my age and lifestyle. What I’m afraid of is dating one of the many athletic singles who really care about their bodies to the point of working out regularly, eating healthy foods, drinking rarely and never smoking.
I just don’t see myself up to the task. I love my bad habits a bit too much to part with them completely. For me to have a fit girlfriend in my current state would be like someone who always wears bright colors and thinks Depeche Mode is a new French fashion designer entering into a gothic romance. It may work for a while, but soon enough the difference would become too much.
Fitness is quite a dominant lifestyle choice and having a fit girlfriend would either completely change my habits and approach to things, make her more like me or not last that long. Don’t get me wrong, opposites can attract and last, but after a while, it may just seem silly.
So why am I bringing this up? Well, you see, I met someone. She’s fit as a fiddle, really attractive, has a fun and outgoing personality and I get along with her really well, at least when it comes to small-talk and recently, not-so-small-talk. While we are really clicking, fitness, in particular her fitness, is taking up more and more of the discussion and it’s only a matter of time before she starts asking me about my lifestyle.
I know it because I’ve been down this road before. It starts with the subtle hints, then the not-so-subtle hints, then the invitation to go to the gym with her and before you know it, I’m either changing my lifestyle or looking for a new sweetie.
So I have to ask myself, is having a fit girlfriend worth changing my lifestyle? Is that first fit kiss worth giving up burgers and booze and maybe an hour every other day for exercise? The answer is no, doing that for its own sake (or moreover for my sake) is the only reason, so I guess I’ll give it a shot now that I have an excuse to try.