This is pretty mild relative to the typical slutty confessions but I loved this experience.

I transitioned from PF to Gold’s gym because I wanted better equipment, better gym atmosphere and most importantly, a space where I can unapologetically tap into my hard earned exhibitionism after a workout. No shaming stares or insecure glances at me. Just look and admire if you want to or ignore me. Allow me to have that space. I want to see other people showing off their bodies in complete pride of the work they put in and knowing that they have to maintain this high standard of discipline.

So, I just finished my last battle rope set to close out my 3 hour workout and I was shirtless. Shirtless, wrist wraps and 4 inch gym shorts. I walk to the stretch/warm up/cool down/ area to stretch and then head for the locker room. I’m looking at my sweaty muscular body and I’m proud. No one is in the space so I continue to flex in the mirror with pride. I’m standing to the left of center in the space to not block people. Then this 6”1 thin Scandinavian redhead gets a yoga mat and places the mat less than a foot away from me. I’m confused as to why she would want to be close to me when there is so much space around. I would think that you would want to be away from a shirtless dude as you finish your stretch because you would assume he would hit on you or a number of scenarios that women that regularly go to the gym actively prevent with men.

I tried to ignore her and focus on stretching but her legs were so long in those green tights. I alternated between downwards dog and running man at first. She was on her phone and was ignoring me, I thought. So I proceeded to do back stretches and transition into child’s pose. In my head, Im thinking “I have no reason to be pretend to be hyper masculine since she looks European and also she doesn’t give a fuck about my poses”. Then I notice she is sneaking stares in the mirror reflection. It’s one of those barre whole room mirrors. It’s already 10 minutes at this point and I would have left 5 minutes if not for her. Im surprised she stayed stretching and she stayed close to me but I didn’t want to read too much into it.

So I stood up and started to just flex in the mirror. Just flex the whole upper body because why not. And she would take peeks at me and I fucking loved it. I don’t want to ruin this encounter with a conversation. I don’t give a fuck what her name is and neither should she care about mine. Just be my audience right now. And she happily was. Of course, she needed to distract me more and she started doing the most exaggerated stretches to show her bubble butt and long fucking legs. I thought to myself that maybe I shouldn’t look and it’s just a coincidence since she’s on her phone while she does it. But she held those stretches for so long with her ass demanding my full attention. All I could do was just stare in admiration. Just stare as she went from one pose to another and another. This is all while I’m flexing at the mirror.

My biceps were starting to cramp so I went back down to keep stretching in child’s pose and butterfly. Throw in some sun salutations but she kept showing off those long legs and in such close proximity. She would catch me staring and just ignore my face and continue showing off. No smiles or warm ness…she was cold and so seductive. Made me a tinge insecure that I may not be as impressive physically to her as I thought but when I would stop staring and stretch…she would catch my eye as I’m looking at myself in the mirror. This is now pushing 20 minutes in the stretch area. 15 more minutes than I normally spend.

She finally starts to get up and leave. I feel free that I don’t have to worry about her anymore or getting hard. I take pride that I get validated like that after a long workout. I walk by her talking to a friend outside the locker rooms and we make quick eye contact and that’s all.