News from the Gym !!!

J and I had our normal session at the gym this morning and in chatting more to my new friend it seems she HAS been “seeing” R.

I’d noticed during our last few visits that she wasn’t so overtly and constantly by his side as she had been when she had first joined a few months ago. At that time I had felt that she was embarrassing and cloying, but as we’ve since begun to chat with each other a little more recently, she is actually quite nice and it just seems to be her natural personality to be quite bubbly and outgoing with everybody.

This morning we were next to each other and watching R helping a new member. She noticed me looking . . . and so I nervously giggled “nice body”. She nodded her agreement and whispered to me that she’d been having his one-to-one classes at home. (He does private personal training as well as working at the gym.) I feigned surprise and asked “Oh, what SORT of one-to-one?” Although she didn’t actually say it in so many words, I could tell from her cheeky expression, and the insinuations in the tone of her laughing answer, that she meant more than just the normal exercise routines we were doing now.

“Is he good?” I asked her . . . “Fantastic” was her giggly reply. Their personal chemistry is obviously more compatible, or combustible, than I had experienced in my liaison with R . . . or perhaps her situation just allows it to be more so (she is divorced and has no children, and is at least 10 years younger than me). I made no mention of knowing him in any other way than just here at the gym . . . and obviously he’d made no mention of me.

When I recounted the conversation to J on our way home, he wanted to know if I felt jealous . . . but actually, although I am envious of her figure, and of her personality, I don’t feel any sense of jealousy about her relationship with R at all. In fact, I felt almost a sense of release in a way. My very short time with him that afternoon had been just a spur of the moment rush of fun . . . now that I know (or am fairly certain) that he is “seeing” someone else, I feel a sense of confirmation and relief that I know I could never “indulge” with him again.

Fun to have done it, fun to remember it . . . and good to file it away as a naughty, one-off, adventure. And also, rather surprisingly, I came away this morning thinking she is actually quite a nice person.

Best wishes - Edith