Sang's Dating Marathon

Ch 8: BOOM CLAP The Sound of My Spit

It's Saturday and after yesterday's long dating challenges I am not looking forward to what is in store for me today. This morning Karen and I have to pick someone up at the gym. Then later tonight we are going to a club and Karen has a whole slew of dares for us to accomplish. I think I can handle getting a date at the gym. Dares at the club-not so much. Karen has a wicked mind sometimes and I hope that doesn't transfer over to her dares.

I'm ready to head to the gym and get this over with, so I call out for Karen so we can ride together. "Karen!! Are you ready? Let's get going!"

"I'm ready!!!", Karen yells as she dances out of her room in a light blue leotard with black leggings under and light blue leg warmers on top of that.

"Are you trying to be Jane Fonda right now?"

"Sang, don't make fun of my outfit! I'm wearing this so I'll be noticed-makes it easier to get a date."

"Riighhhtt...and how are you going to work out in that anyways. You are going to look ridiculous lifting weights or using the machines in that get-up."

"I'm taking a yoga class, duh!! All the available ladies take the classes; yoga, Zumba, spin class...I will definately get a date in yoga faster than the weight room."

"I guess that makes sense. Okay let's go, you're driving."

We drive to the gym and Karen heads to the hall where all the classes are held. We check the list and notice yoga isn't until later today so Karen decides to try the spin class. I on the other hand, head over the room with all the equipment.

The room is divided in half. On the left are the strength machines and free weights, while on the right are the cardio machines-treadmills, ellipticals and all the rest. I decide to start with a slow warm up on the treadmill. I notice there is a handsome guy on the bench press lifting what appears to be twice my weight. He has dark hair and dark eyes and I would love for him to be the date I get from the gym!

I walk by and set my towel and water bottle on the treadmill directly in front of him. He doesn't even notice me. I need to up my game! I should do some stretching before I get on the treadmill...maybe that will spark his interest. Getting his attention is my only hope, because there's no one else at the moment besides a man who looks to be about 70...and I don't want a date with him!

Silas POV

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I'm on my second set counting out my reps when I notice someone enter the gym. I like working out at this time because it doesn't get crowded and I can use any machine I want. Except the leg press-the old man I see here every time sits at the machine. He doesn't use it. He just sits there with his feet up in the air, I think he uses this time to sleep or get away from his wife or something.

I didn't even notice the person who had walked in earlier was a beautiful blonde until she's doing stretches right next to my face. I take a glance and she's bent over stretching her legs and her round butt is in the air giving me a perfect view. She's got on small little spandex shorts and a pink long sleeve shirt. She stands upright and starts twisting from side to side giving her core and good warm up.

It's distracting me and I loose count so I decide to finish this set after 5 more reps and then move to a different machine to get a better view of the girl while she works out.

I know it's pervy to check someone out while they work out, but the Greek in me just loves a show! As I take off the weights from the bar I'm watching the girl start a slow pace on the treadmill. I'm so distracted by her that I forget to take the weights off one at a time alternating on each side.

I look down to see that I've taken all the weights off one side and left the other side too heavy. By the time I realize my mistake it's too late. The bar whips up almost smacking me in the jaw then flips over to the other side sending all the weights toppling to the ground with a loud crash.

It's so loud I think people outside may have heard it. The girl on the treadmill stops and asks me if I'm okay and I nod yes to her. Surprisingly, the old man on the leg press didn't even stir. I hope he's not dead or something.

Sang POV

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I can see through the reflection in the window my treadmill is facing that the cute Greek is watching me while he's using the shoulder press machine. It's giving me some confidence that I can actually pull off this thing and check it off Karen's "Dating Marathon Checklist". I start to pick up the pace to a light jog and everything is going great. That is until my shorts decide to have a mind of their own.

I'm wearing spandex shorts and the jogging I'm doing is making them crawl up my butt!! What's worse is my butt has already eaten the underwear I'm wearing under my shorts creating a sort of unwanted thong and my shorts are following close behind-literally and figuratively. I don't want to expose my butt to some stranger I've never met before, but I also don't want to pick a wedgie in front of him either!!!

What should I do?? I'm panicking and my shorts just keep riding up inch by inch like the Titanic approaching the iceberg. I start to turn a little to see if the guy is actually paying attention...maybe I can get away with a quick pick.

Right when I turn to look over my shoulder my feet drift toward the right and I step on the rail. My left leg is still on the moving part so I end up stumbling to catch myself so I don't face plant on the front to the treadmill. I'm not quick enough and still end up falling on my knees while treadmill literally delivers me to the Greek hottie behind me.

I roll over at his feet and try to lift myself up completely forgetting about my atomic wedgie. The hottie stops his workout and leans down next to me.

"Are you okay? Here, let me help you up". He gives me a hand and I take it trying to scrounge up any dignity I have left. I avoid looking into his eyes, because I don't want to see if he's laughing at me.

I see a bottle shoved into my face and I finally look up. He's smiling at me, "You need some water after that work out. I haven't opened it yet; you can have it."

"Thank you". I take the water bottle and start taking a sip. While I'm drinking the water I look up to see him staring at me and just my luck a drop of water goes down my windpipe. I knew I was going to start coughing, but I still had a gulp of water in my mouth that I hadn't swallowed. I try to contain the cough so I can gather my bearings and swallow the water, but nope! I couldn't hold it in. A huge burst of water sprayed out of my mouth and into the face of the guy in front of me.

After everything that's happened today I'm no longer embarrassed-I'm mortified! Then he starts laughing at me!!! I'm starting to get pissed and am about to walk away and just forget the gym challenge Karen gave me when he says, "I probably deserved that. I needed a cool down after checking out your ass this entire time. I'm Silas by the way".

"Sang, thank you for the water."

"I don't suppose you would like more than water? Maybe dinner one night?"

"I'd like that", I tell him with a smile.

We exchange numbers and I head over the hallway that leads to the classrooms to wait for Karen.