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.