Friday, Oct. 25, 2019 @ 11:15 am
I walk across the floor at the climbing gym, dodging dangling ropes and side-stepping around belayers and stray climbing shoes. I look up and see a familiar face.
“Martin, right?” I met him on Tuesday night.
“Yes! You’re good!”
We talk for a bit. He introduces me to his friend, who is busy tying himself into a rope. Martin is tall and lithe, rather young, with an easy lean. We talk briefly about our work - both in engineering. And then I leave to join back up with with Bre and Sam.
I hear him call my name out loudly across the gym. I turn quickly, surprised.
He comes running up to me.
“Can I get your number? I’d like to climb with you sometime.”
He messages me the next day.
I mention that I’m going climbing outside on the bluffs on the weekend.
He asks to join, detailing his gear and skills.
I stare at his message and don’t know what to do.
Did I just get asked out on a climbing date?