Mistake. I get lost enough to know that me knowing the "general direction" is a recipe for a lot of wasted time looking for our destination.
Anyway, when we finally found it, we realized we had only brought one racket. So, we opted for the swings next to a playground where some kids were playing ball tag. (Like tag, but someone throws a tennis ball at you to tag you. Painful- yes. Fun- also yes)
They invited us to play, and quickly began inquiring about our relationship and lives while we all dodged ther person with the tennis ball.
Kid: How old are you guys?
Kid: Hmmm... well, I think he's 17 (he's 27) and.... you're 16 I bet. (I'm 24)
Me: Haha nope. We're older.
Kid: Do you have kids?
Other kid: No way! She's way too fast to have kids!
Me: Haha uh yeah, I don't have any kids.
Kid: Are you guys married?
Other kid: Yeah but they like each other! Look, she's chasing him! (why can't we just go back to that?)
And we continued to play, while Farris told them I was just shy about it, but we were actually in love. Good times.
PS Remember when I gave that old man a fantastic high five? I've been running several times since, and three times I have reached out for a high five with different people, and three times I have been rejected. I wonder if that was just a magical once in a lifetime thing. Because I'm starting to look like an idiot when I go jogging with my unappreciated high fives.