Gym Stories

It's been awhile since Gym Stories have been told on PTT. Quite frankly, there hasn't been any tales to tell. That is until today when a dance began between me and a man I've seen a few times over the past month. If anything, it makes working out that much more enjoyable. Not only do you put more energy behind your lifts but your eye gets to wander.

He tried to be sly. I, of course, replied with just as much coy behavior. He conveniently waited to finish his workout and start his shower until I did the same. Then, after leaving the lockers, he returned to grab something he "forgot." We worked our way upstairs. He walked slowly behind me, then lingered in the lobby.

I'm not sure what he expected. I smiled, sending a subtle hello his way. But not knowing if he speaks English, I didn't say much more. And understanding how Germans work, I'm assuming it was my responsibility to initiate conversation. But today, that wasn't going to happen. So again, the dance begins.