A Range Date

On Wednesday I went on a date with someone from Bumble. I actually wanted to cancel after I met up with Adam on Sunday, but no. I had already made the date with the guy on Saturday, and my feelings/emotions have me in extreme "pick me" energy to drop my life for a man that has not offered me any kind of commitment. No. That will not do. 

I have a photo of myself with ear and eye protection on, cheesin' on a stool at a local gun range while I was waiting to shoot. My bio says something about being a breakfast food lover, so this guy said "so I suppose a range date and then going out for breakfast food would be a good first date to you?" and I said that it would, and he asked if I was available on Wednesday. 

We went to a gun range that is far east in the city, it took about 30 minutes to get there and was totally dead. There were more employees there than customers. I wore leggings and a 3/4 athletic zip long sleeve. I curled my hair as per usual. I looked like black widow, but much curvier… eh, still fat, just significantly less. 

I am appreciating Adam’s worship of my body. However, even with his praises, I really like how I’m shaping out. I started my new lifting routine in December, and I’m not fucking around. I try to lift about four days a week, but some weeks, like heavy in PMS luteal week, I don’t get there, so I’ll rotate out lifting for an hour of cardio with half of it being more intense, like a 100% incline on the elliptical (so it’s like marching in place), or just stairmaster (which is killing me in the best way). The other 30 minutes is walking as per usual. 

So yeah, I’d rather lift than do stairs, although my February challenge goal for myself will be stairs everyday. Starting with 15 minutes/daily/week 1, then 20, 25, and 30. I don’t think there will be a significant benefit from doing more than 30 minutes. I did 25 yesterday and felt fine, although my calves and ankles are barking today. They never really hurt, so I’m kind of stoked to see how my legs (and body) may change after February. 

Anyway, back to the date. I got there before the guy and checked out their used gun selection. I am considering a second purchase, hey I need one for each hand okay! LOL, JK. I am just still having issues with mine jamming, but I think I have the solution, I just have to take it shooting. I did not tell this guy I have a gun, it's none of his or anyone else's business at this point. Same with a hysterectomy. I don't plan on telling these things to anyone I casually date or didn't know me prior and I asked them things (for example Steve who took me to a gun show and is an LTC instructor; Adam who talked guns with me on our first date or Chris who knew about my surgery as we were initially dating when I got scheduled... yeah, that's like all my significant dates last year. Okay, fine, going forward then). 

I met the guy in the lobby and knew this was a no for me dawg. He didn't look much like his pictures (I am so tired of this happening!), and was kind of slummy. He checked us in and we went back to a lane. It's kind of wild to shoot fucking guns with someone I just met and barely know, I do not think I will accept it as a first date again. 

He shot first, then I did, we started with his sub compact. After I shot, quite well I may add, he turned to me and said "okay, I don't think I want to shoot with you anymore". Yeah, I did shoot better than he did. LOL. We went through 4 of his guns, it was kind of boring, but cool to shoot new things. We chatting while loading magazines, and he made a few comments about his ex-wife that came across as quite bitter, so just kind of solidified that this wasn't for me. He has also only been divorced since September, after being married for 23 years... yeah, no. 

We checked out and he asked if I would like to get tacos and I said sure, maybe the conversation would be better since we won't have ear protection on. We decided on Los Balitos, and I said I would map it, and it took me to a far out location and he wasn't following me. I figured that he ditched me and I was like, oh okay, well this works. The location I ended up at I did not have cell service (how is this possible in 2025, honestly). I left after waiting for 10 minutes, and when I got closer to the freeway I checked Bumble and he had messaged me his number to call. I was just going to ditch and go home, but decided to not be an asshole and called him, and he routed me to a Los Balitos near my house. 

We sat and had tacos and talked for about an hour. I took Jaime's advise again and really sat back and listened and played the cool and collected persona. This really works. The one who cares less wins take I guess. I just hate it. I am not the person who cares less, I always care, even when I shouldn't. Overall our conversation wasn't bad and although the ex-wife comments rubbed me the wrong way, I was on the fence about a second date. 

I am just tired, but I know I shouldn't settle. I was also wondering if emotions from Adam was clouding anything, which the answer to that was no. If anything it allowed me to see that I had no connection with this man. 

I told him that I needed to get going, as my cat is expecting dinner soon and will be murderous that his premium pate food is late and he walked me to my car. We hugged and exchanged good to meet you's and that we would talk later. I did not give my end of date line that I was interested again. A few minutes after I got home and fed Porkchop, I saw a text from him asking if I got home okay and I confirmed I did and thanks again for the date. He then offered to overcook a steak on his stove for me on our next date and I rolled my eyes. 

I know I live in Texas, and beef is big or whatever, I just happen to like my steak medium well. I understand this is an outrage to some, but you like what you like. It wasn't the overcook part that I rolled my eyes at, it was the audacity to try and have a second date at his house. I just really don't think there's anything about me, my conversations, my manner in general that's like "yeah, I'd love to have a zero effort date at your house, where you will try and put the moves on me", and look, I also love being home, I absolutely love it, but you have to put the time in when dating. Sorry, it is what it is. And I've come to accept that it's not even me, it's men that just want things to be easy and low effort, and they are always going to test the waters. 

I'm so tired of dating. Anyway I declined that stating I do not do house dates, and then he made a comment about not liking steak restaurant prices... Okay, then don't date. I also didn't ask you to go to a steakhouse, you recommended that. The next day he asked if I would be interested in a Spurs game and if I like sports and I said no, in a nice way, but no. I don't like sports, and being in an arena like that will make me very anxious. He didn't respond all day so I blocked and unmatched him. And that's the end of that.