Mary and Peter
How We Met
Peter and I met in February 2009 in our last semester at College. We had both signed up for an intensive weekend winter activity. Luckily a friend of mine knew one of his friends, so we made a deal to stick together for the weekend. What an interesting weekend! At the time, I was really not into anything that involved physical activity, especially not in the cold! However, the outcome of the weekend was a blast! We slept in igloos, went cross-country skiing, walked over frozen lakes and some tubing.
I got to know Peter a little over that weekend and he turned out to be a really nice guy, however, I was not looking for a relationship and I was enjoying life and just concentrating on myself (this was made very clear, over the weekend).
Shortly after the weekend, I received a message from Peter, (sneaky move, getting my number through his friend).He asked if I wanted to go out for drinks. I said yes and my intentions were strictly friendly.
Soon enough we began hanging out a few times a week, as FRIENDS. My friends kept on telling me that he liked me but I disagreed, “we’re just friends” I would tell everyone. Little did I know!
One night we were out and he tried to kiss me and I resisted. He told me that he had feelings for me and he no longer wanted to be just my friend. I wasn’t shocked but I was speechless, I told him I needed some time alone to think things through. I was 20 years old and I didn’t think I was ready for a serious relationship.
I am so grateful that he was patient and that he gave me my space to think about things, because it made me realize that I didn’t want to lose him. I wanted to give this relationship a try and so we did. And now 6 years later, I still get goose bumps when I think about it.
how they asked
Peter is very athletic and so he inspired me to get into fitness.I discovered the Spartan Race and I thought it would great if we would do it together. It’s because Peter is Greek and he is from Sparta and proud! (My handsome Spartiatis) So I started training for the Spartan Race and we completed it together. It was one of the most challenging things I’ve had to do in my life! We promised each other that for as long as we could, we would complete it together.
This year, 3 weeks before I was supposed to complete the Spartan Race, I sprained my ankle (I had forgotten how painful it is). My parents were against me running the race because my ankle hadn’t healed, but Peter convinced me otherwise and being the stubborn person I am I decided to run. The deal was to take our time doing the race (we’re both very competitive individuals). I gave the race my all, I run more then I should have, crawled in mud and jumped when I shouldn’t but it was all worth it. After jumping over fire, the last obstacle, Peter pulled me to the side and it was the moment I had dreamt about! He told me that he wanted me to complete the Spartan race with him (regardless of my sprained ankle) because it wasn’t a finish line for us but rather a starting line to start a new chapter of our lives together. He got down on one knee and asked if I would marry him.
That moment was surreal I was just trying to catch my breath and looking my dirty hands! My fingers were so swollen, the ring wouldn’t fit! Peter was wearing the GoPro camera and caught the whole proposal on video, it’s amazing getting to re-watch that moment, you miss so many things when it’s happening! It wasn’t until I watched the video I heard the crowd cheering for us. The best part of all was that our families were there and got to experience that moment with us (through rain and sunshine they always supported us).
When I think back about what our relationship, I realize I wanted to get to know him more because he really is one of a kind and he was like no one I had ever met before. He truly brings out the best in me and I can’t wait to make him that promise that I will be by his side no matter what life throws at us.