Wednesday, Sept. 19

Last Thursday, it was a good day at the gym. I made my way up to my hottie to say hello. Needless to say, we flirted a bit - all the way down to the locker room where he commented on a few of my body parts as I finished blowdrying my hair. Of course, I ended up thinking about him the rest of the day. And because Chris had his own encounter at the gym earlier that morning, we both decided there was something in the air.

My hottie said he'd return on Monday. I'm not going to schedule my workouts around him, but if I so happen to be there at the same time, all the better. Unfortunately, he was a no show both Monday and Tuesday. But today, he returned - unexpectedly. Though as we talked, a bit of his luster was gone. It might be because I could smell smoke and his teeth were a bit golden from his nasty habit. We both worked our way around the weight room - me making the effort to talk to him more than the reverse. I guess my nervousness was gone due to his star not shining as brightly - literally.

But all that changed when I ended my workout early (due to me forgetting my shorts and having to workout in athletic pants - meaning cardio wasn't an option). When I said goodbye, he made a sad face which brought it all back to center once again. And when he repeated that look as I was about to leave, while standing holding his towel in the locker room, I quickly forgot about any shortcomings he might have. Because from the vantage point, it was all good.