Lukas & Kathryn
Lukas & Kathryn
Our Story
Our Story
Lukas' Perspective
Once upon a time, I frantically left work and arrived at CrossFit late. I showed up part-way through the warmup lap and joined my mom in the back of the line. After catching my breath following the frantic commute to class, I had a moment to be present and look at my surroundings. What I saw that day would change my life forever.
To my surprise, a new person had joined the gym. While most people were casually jogging and chatting amongst themselves, there was a tall, curly-haired lady at the front of the class determined to outpace everyone. Upon seeing this hot mess, I turned to my mom, pointed at the girl, and said, “I don’t know who that is, but I’m going to marry her.” She responded, “That’s nice dear. Well anyways, I was talking with your dad and…”
After our initial “encounter,” I did everything I could to get to know Kathryn. I religiously watched the CrossFit class schedule to sign up for the same classes she signed up for. I would do the workouts next to her and chat her up in an effort to get closer.
From the beginning, it was obvious that we got along perfectly. While working out together, Kathryn would periodically lean over and “inform” me that I was not following the directions correctly. I would reply with some goofy response, and she would roll her eyes at me in stubborn disbelief. Each time we worked out together, I fell for Kathryn a little more.
After a few weeks of being platonic workout partners, I formally asked Kathryn out to a place where we could wear normal clothes. On our first date at Camp Bar, we effortlessly talked for hours about anything and everything. Eventually, our time together was cut short when the bartender kindly asked us to leave because they were past closing.
Right away, it was obvious to me that I was madly in love with Kathryn and would marry her someday. The search for my missing rib was over.
Fast forward three months and here we are. I feel incredibly blessed to be writing this and explaining to the world our story. I love Kathryn with all my heart and can’t wait to spend the rest of my days with her.
Kathryn's Perspective
Determined to uphold my promise of three intense workouts a week to remain in solidarity with the Biking for Babies missionaries that I was training, I forced myself to take the scariest leap of faith thus far in my life: I joined a CrossFit gym. As I began at the gym, I felt like a fish out of water, and I was just trying my best to not embarrass myself or make it painfully obvious that I was the weakest person in the room.
Meanwhile, everyone at CrossFit was ridiculously kind, welcoming, and supportive. And there was this one guy - pretty cute guy, actually - who kept striking up conversation with me. He was easy to talk to, but again, I was pretty focused on not looking like a complete disaster in these classes, so I didn't think too much of it.
Then, one day that cute CrossFit dude followed me (not in a stalker way; we were chatting) as I walked towards the path to my apartment. He rolled his bike along - clearly going the wrong direction to talk to me - and asked me out. Who knew men still did that?! I thought millennials only knew how to ask girls out if they were flipping through an app!
Shortly into our first date, I was smitten. We talked for so long that we got "kicked out" since Camp Bar was closing. Despite the ease of the date and my initial pull towards this CrossFit dude, I was confused. How was this guy so easy to talk to? So like-able? So in-sync with me on everything? I had become programmed to think the boxes I click on apps defined my future husband. Well, Lukas burst that bubble. By the third date, I knew this was going somewhere, and in just a matter of weeks I was confident that I loved Lukas and would be marrying him someday.
I cannot wait to spend the rest of my life with the most ridiculous, faith-filled, generous, compassionate, and loving person I know.
