I’m a stalker. No not the crazy, deranged, show up to the club in footie pajamas type stalker, I’m a hottie with a body at the gym type of stalker. There’s always one, that one guy at the gym that no matter how hard you try to ignore them something keeps drawing you in and before you know it, you’re on the other side of the gym lifting weights that are too heavy for you in hopes that they’ll come over and offer some…assistance.
Don’t act like you’ve never done it.
For me, there are four types of guys I can’t seem to keep from stalking at the gym:
The Cute Trainer Guy
his guy has the body of an Adonis! And even though you’re supposed to be working out and you know damn well you can’t afford his personal training services, you flirt and do everything you can to get his attention and spend your time on the treadmill pretending to run while daydreaming about his….pushups.