One thing I love about working out at a gym is the scenery. I mean seriously there is nothing more hot than a guy busting his ass to make sure his body looks good! And since I am at the gym regularly 5-6 days a week, I get a good view. I also come to know who are regulars at the gym and who is new to working out.
I giggle at the new people that workout because I was really there a year ago. I give people credit for getting to the gym and pushing themselves. It is a great accomplishment to just be there. However, I chuckle even harder when I can lift heavier weights then guys...(teehe)
About two weeks ago I get on the elliptical and two machines down a guy looks over and notices me. I thought he was just looking around at first, but it was pretty obvious by the end of my workout that he was continueing to look my way. The next day he has moved over an elliptical machine so I jumped on the machine beside him and said hello.
Of course he is my type (I really have two types: Blonde hair, blue eyes or Dark hair, dark eyes, possible dark skin). So anyways this guy is blonde hair, blue eyes, glasses and short and geeky.. just my type. Same thing as the day before, he didn't talk to me but was obviously "watching me".
Anyways.... a week went by and I was at the gym again, lifting weights and running laps, there he comes and jumps on an elliptical machine. I thought to myself, if he continues to stare at me again today I am just going to walk up an give him my number. So of course he watched (not creepy like either, just ensuring that we make eye contact). I am thinking to myself.. Hello man up and come talk to me...
So I woman up and give him a peice of paper that says "Hi, I'm Samantha, then my phone number!" He was surrounded by people on the elliptical so I thought this was a better option than walking up and going "hey I notice you staring at me!"
I walk out of that gym FREAKING OUT.. I am a total douche.. I text all the guy friends I know and ask if that was a fucking dumb thing to do...
Low and behold, that dude calls me that evening.... Here is where it gets good.
Remember he is blonde hair, blue eyed, glasses wearing and short (WHITE guy) who now has a accent from the BAHAMA's... yes.. he is originally from the Bahama's... I about fell off my chair. So you sound like you should be black with dreads and a drum (isn't Rihanna from Bahama's). Then I come to ask him what he does for work... He said "I am an artist and a musician"... Which to me screams "I AM POOR, your going to PAY FOR EVERYTHING!"
None the less, he ended up being a super nice guy (kinda a douche) but I was impressed, he called right away and we had decent conversation. We just left it at "See you at the Gym!"
