The Girl He Wants

I think I've come to the conclusion that Bill is trying to make me into the girl he wants. Which is ridiculous, because I'm not really going to change all that much, and most likely not for him.

How have I come to this conclusion: he is overly excited when I want to do things like go running or bike riding, and the like (Let's be honest here—his fitness level is leap and bounds above mine. He's going to start training to climb Mt. Rainer. I'm training to run a 5k, not on the elliptical). Oh, and he was way too enthusiastic about the suggestion that I go to my high school reunion dressed like a yuppie. Way too enthusiastic. Like, to the point where he said, "Yes! Let's go shopping!!" (Exclamation marks were used. Multiple. I promise.)

Which brings us back to: why won't he date me, yet he'll try to mold me into his ideal girl? What?