{"id":2589739,"date":"2022-07-19T10:22:33","date_gmt":"2022-07-19T16:22:33","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.outsideonline.com\/?p=2589739"},"modified":"2024-11-08T10:42:18","modified_gmt":"2024-11-08T17:42:18","slug":"romantic-partner-outdoor-adventure-activities","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.outsideonline.com\/culture\/love-humor\/romantic-partner-outdoor-adventure-activities\/","title":{"rendered":"Your Romantic Partner Shouldn\u2019t Be Your Only ºÚÁϳԹÏÍø Partner"},"content":{"rendered":"
In the summer of 2018, Adam, my boyfriend at the time, was my main adventure partner. I realized this was an issue halfway up the first pitch of a climb in Squamish, British Columbia. My heart was racing as I held my breath and tried over and over again to jam my hand in an overhanging, fist-wide crack. As I dangled on the rope out of Adam\u2019s line of sight, I burst into tears, cursing him for choosing a climb that was just too hard for me. \u201cYou got this,\u201d he encouraged me from the first anchor. What seemed like an hour later, I fumbled my way up the last 30 feet, frustrated, panicked, and unable to put a smile back on my face. \u201cYou should\u2019ve known this would be too hard for me,\u201d I yelled at him as I clipped in, tears welling up at the bottom of my eyes. He apologized, unsure how to react to my volatility. We abandoned our goal and rappeled to the ground.<\/p>\n
Adam and I had moved to Bellingham, Washington, together a few years prior to this incident. He was freshly recovered from hip surgery and we were both stoked to add skills like alpine climbing and glacier travel to our repertoire. We loved all the same activities and had similar adventure goals, so other friendships took the back seat while we were together. But when our relationship eventually faded, I was left to relearn how to be independent\u2014in the outdoors and in my personal life.<\/p>\n
After Adam, I dated Alex. Where Adam was compassionate and supportive in the mountains, Alex was more logic-driven. When I started to learn his sports (skiing and mountain biking), Alex took on the role of teacher. He was eager to help, but the mutual hard-headedness that brought us together eventually started to wedge us apart. \u201cHere, just do it like this,\u201d he would say, taking the bike tool out of my hands. I\u2019d swiftly grab it back and try it myself. \u201cJust point your skis downhill,\u201d he would say from the bottom of a run as my legs froze and my skis felt like they were made of lead. \u201cIt\u2019s not that easy,\u201d I\u2019d yell back. On the outside, I was stubborn, but in my head, I was\u00a0internalizing his overbearing-yet-well-intentioned advice to mean there was something wrong with me. Insecurity is a bitch.<\/p>\n
We\u2019ve all experienced awkward tension outdoors when we overhear a couple fighting\u2014or maybe we\u2019ve been there ourselves. When I brought this topic up to girlfriends, most of them recalled moments of frustration to the point of tears while\u00a0out with significant others. \u201cI feel like when Paul is explaining how to do something, I take it as an extreme critique of my ability,\u201d my friend Sara mentioned over text. \u201cWhereas with a friend, it\u2019s a lot easier to swallow.\u201d Libby, another friend, agreed, \u201cThere are just more emotions wrapped up in doing things with your romantic partner than a platonic friend.\u201d<\/p>\n