Sharing a smile with a stranger is therapeutic, almost causing a sudden rush of adrenaline as you wonder why they've caught your eye.
For the last three months I've exchanged sneaky glances and cheeky smiles with a young stranger who I refer to as 'gym boy'. My whole office are aware of what I like to call our 'relationship'. We bump into each other in the supermarket, walking across car parks and, unsurprisingly given his nickname, at the gym. He has deep black hair and I can't quite work out if his smile is flirtatious or just simply baffled as to why we seem to be following each other. It has got to a point now where I end up laughing when I see him.
Whilst jogging next to one another a few days ago, without saying a word, I caught his eye and ended up giggling like a child. After wandering off to do some circuit training, he again came and stood next to me. Exchanging a quick glance he said 'hi'. The first words we've ever shared went a little like this. 'Hey, you seem to be following me' we both laughed and he stifled a 'it's the other way around isn't it?!' I laughed again and then rather than continuing the conversation, spun on my heel and walked away.
I'm almost certain it is against the unwritten 'gym law' to chat people up on a work out - I mean, why would anyone want to talk to me when I'm bright red, dripping with sweat following an intense cardio routine and lacking any kind of make up/tamed hair. It seems unlikely that he'd be attracted to me in that kind of state.
So when do I move forward with this? I start a new job on Monday and won't be bumping into him quite so frequently, if at all. Do I spark a conversation, if yes... What about? Jesus, what has happened to me, I've become shy and lack the ability to flirt effectively.... Hey baby, I like your muscles *insert creepy wink emoticon here*. Off I go to the gym again tonight...
Thank you for your smile it will stay with me for a while.
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