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I am not a runner. And yet somehow, on a recent rainy Saturday morning, I found myself literally chasing men around the marshy parkland in my East London neighborhood. I sat down on the first bench I stumbled upon and thought about what a great story it would be if a very lovely, witty, and attractive Londoner just so happened to be running very late that morning. Late enough that I was in the way of his path.
Never again would I be forced to even think about running in the rain, except for when we would laugh about this story at our wedding. Alas, Prince Charming did not show. He and all his fellow could-be suitors were already two miles ahead of me by the time I dragged myself off my sodden log bench and back toward the trail.
I sighed, disappointed in myself at this spectacular lack of stamina. Well, I figured, I guess this is why people go to run club every week. I went not because I wanted to run, but because I was looking for dates. Like many other singles, I have grown exasperated by the apps. According the the Pew Research Center , at least 30 percent of American adults have used dating apps at some point, and we are fairly evenly split between finding the experience to be a net positive or net negative.
I would place myself in this more optimistic categoryβI have met many wonderful men on dating apps who have become close friends despite the romance not working out. So, I figured, why not try some literal speed dating?
