Strange Affection Part 2

The only highlight of my day  (other than spending time with my kids)  is when i get some "me-time". And "me-time" equals gym time where i get some solitude from my daily routine. So i went to the gym and started working out. After a few minutes the world around me vanished into oblivion and it was only me and the pounding music into my ears. It was bliss. After sometime i sensed that somebody else had joined me on the next treadmill. From my peripheral vision i could see that it was a guy. I did not pay much attention to him.
I have this phobia or you can call it inferiority complex where in i am always worried that people are looking at my fat body and they are criticizing my flab. So generally in the gym i avoid eye contact with anyone else. Specially when i am working out. So it was verrrrrry verrry irritating for me when this guy was running (believe me he was running at a speed which i can only hope to run at sometime in distant future) while i was huffing and puffing and sweating like a pig next to him.
Anyway at the end of my decided quota on the treadmill i slowed down carefully and finally put a halt to the walking. I was still on the treadmill yet to disembark when i dared to look up in the mirror and yes as you can already guess that it was that strange guy from a few days back. And he was looking back at me. Straight in the eyes. I don't know why but i really could not look away from his eyes. They pulled at me in a weird creepy way which i cant define. Believe me i know you are thinking that i am attracted to the guy but no it is not that. Yes he is awfully good looking. And you have to admit there is just something about guys working out in a gym. Anyway don't mean to get offtrack. So i kept looking and after sometime i had to reluctantly get off the treadmill coz somebody else wanted to use it.
So i collected my gear and tried to shake off that feeling of chilliness around me and walked to the reception of the gym. I heard running steps behind me and even before i turned i knew it was the  "stranger". This is the first time when i actually saw him without any conflict. I looked at him and could not help but smile at him. And i knew from his smile that he also could not help but smile back. And i don't know why but i felt happy. You know the kind of happiness u feel after having a nice hot sip of chocolate milk in the cold cold winter night.
He said to me "I know why you are smiling.."
I: "ummm...why?"
He: " Because now you are used to me."
I: "That does not make any sense. I just met you twice."
He:"Yes but you were thinking about me, consciously and unconsciously. You could not get me out of your mind. That is why today you are used to me. And i know next time you meet me you will be prepared for me and what is to come next. Bye my amicus. "
He left me with that and i could not do anything but stare after him with so many questions in my mind and feeling more confused than before.

Strange Affection part 1

I love to workout at my own pace and don't like any observers in the gym at  my time of workout.  So i carefully go at a slot of time where in nobody else is there. Me and my music.  I went to the gym as usual.  Started up the treadmill and plugged in my earphones. I was immersed in the music and my walking and slowly the world around me faded away. All I could see was the big window in front of me and the dials on the treadmill. Suddenly I was aware that I was not the only one there. There was one more person in the gym. A guy. Lean, tall and thin. Though he had a great jawline. But the thing that captured me most was his eyes. They were very direct and strangely different. I don't mean the color of the eyes that was different. And I could not help but stare. I looked away and started thinking about him. Who was he? where did he stay? what did he do? I started assuming things about him. Like he looked good enough to be very arrogant and self confident, in short he might be cocky. While i was thinking i looked in the mirror at my reflection and i assumed what he might be thinking about me? I was sure he must be thinking what a faaaaaaat lady this is. And by assuming that he is assuming all the wrong things about me, i got angry and defensive. And i decided to give that guy my coldest stare back.  He looked mildly surprised that i am giving him the evil eye without apparent reason. 

I finished my workout and sat down on the mat for a few seconds. Trying to get my breath back. I felt movement besides my mat and when i opened my eyes i saw that guy sitting next to me. He was relaxing his muscles as well. I was about to get up when he said to me, "You are pink. Is that your natural color?" I was like "Whaaaaat?" and i could not think whether he was joking or he was serious? was he flirting with me? me??? i am mother of two? still awkward in my own skin gal/ woman/ lady??? I could not think of a reply, so i just got up and left.

Later in the day i kept thinking of him. I could have easily gotten his name from the gym receptionist if i wanted. but somehow i wanted to retain this mystery. I liked thinking of him as a stranger in my life. Next day i went to the gym, and being human and curious i wanted to see that guy again. I was looking for him when i started working out. I could not see anybody. So i thought thats it, it was a one day thing and not to be repeated. But i was wrong i dont know when he slipped inside the gym probably as i was listening to music loudly i did not see him come in.  Anyway, there he was my mystery man. I finished working out and was about to go out when he said to me again, "You are pink." I was kinda angry and still did not know how to reply so i just ignored him. But he came around to my side and he said " I mean it"...helllloooo? mean what?? that i am ppink?? so what?? is that a good color? or bad? i just could not believe him.