I met him on Tinder. We struck up an easy conversation and made plans to meet in person. First my kids got the flu. Then I had to work late. Shit happens is the term we used to describe it. I thought he seemed a little annoyed that my life was not cooperating. I was sure I wouldn't hear from him again. At the last minute he messaged and asked me if I would like to go on the Volksmarch with him. A six mile hike up to the face of the Crazy Horse memorial. I am not outdoorsy. I can't really remember ever hiking. But I had recently lost 106 pounds and I felt like I could conquer the world. So without thinking I said yes. When I told my friend Heather she said that he might get the impression that I was athletic or something that I might be misleading him. I started to have a lot of doubts. I gave him a call to let him know I am slow and clumsy. He explained that he had some physical limitations too and the point was just to have fun. We could go at our own pace and take our time. T