Speed dating for a cycling Valentine
had to say who I liked. If they liked me back, the organiser would send us an email.
I didn’t even know how to spell the guy’s name, so put a brief description down.
Two days later an email from the organisers said the biker with the unpronounceable name liked me too, apparently.
Is he my prince on the white bike, my Valentine, or my shortest-lasting date? We shall find out.
Looking stoked with the notes I made on potential dates while sipping on wine after a cycle speed dating ride.