Here’s something I learned about myself last week. I will agree to anything after 30min. of running on the elliptical machine…
News or Update:
*The "hot trainer" was asked to start an aerobics class.
*The "hot trainer" has seen videos of my Monday Morning hip hop.
*The "hot trainer" is straight...she does not know I’m gay.
Since our workouts, Melanie the "hot trainer" and I have become casual friends at the gym. Upon returning from Christmas break, she shared pictures of her trip to Poland with boyfriend Greg and I "oooed and ahhed" reflexively over the happy announcement that “He PROPOSED!”
Making my way out of the locker room i saw her doing spirited catwalk poses for her photo shoot. The trainers are updating their files and she needed a new "pic." I needed to…get a grip. "Oh my g--!" I went walking off in all directions managing to catch myself at the water fountain. Could she please not do that! I’d since placed her in my head, in that area reserved for "all straight women hot but not SEXY."
Making my way over to the elliptical…trusty #23, she caught up to me.
"Hey A-lo what’s up! Girl!"
I was not used to being called A-lo in public. Underneath it all i was most certain she knew me as sweaty girl at the gym who always wears that Auburn sweatshirt and walks into things.
"I’m gettin’ where I need to be!" I said.
"How’s it goin’. What you been doin?’"
It was noticeable she was talking slang. Why the slang? But she’s cute so hey?
"Mind if we chat a little?" she flashed a smile.
"no." (I was still getting where I needed to be so I was not chatty). I offered that i'd been "layin' low."
Finally, I lithely hopped up on the running machine…
She hopped up beside me. Whatcha been doin’? What’s new with you?"We’d already talked about this so I was failing. "Well, I started a new job…"
"I saw your new moves!!!"
I was embarrassed to know this live, hot, physically beautiful body, I mean person had seen me dance.
The moment was awkward. “oh yeah,…did you see the boxing?” she had helped improved my hip hop skills with boxing lessons.
"Yeah that’s awesome man!"
"uh-huh." Somehow i had become old-ladyish...like Judy Dench in Notes on a Scandal...She never really has a little time for me really. There’s always a client to run off to, some “trainers meeting” to attend…and then of course became me again...I mean
come on really, they sit in a circle on those big rubber balls. That’s no meeting. it’s a a adult b-day party at McDonald’s! I had memories/visions of the behind the counter tour and kids popping balloons in the Ronald room.
Minutes of awkward running passed. I could see the slow hitch in her stride and feel the hesitation in her sideways glance.
We were doing an even more awkward, I want to ask you something but I really don’t know how you’re going to feel about it dance…
i looked over "but really, what's new with you?" and stared quickly back at the heartbeat on the screen.
"Yeah, I’ve been wanting to talk to because your moves are awesome. I didn’t know you were such a good dancer. I want to ask you something…I need you to show me your moves man. I don’t know. I’m thinking of starting a class for mom’s you know…like a Striptease class. I mean it needs a new name but you know for mom’s who don’t feel sexy for their husbands anymore. You know I think it would be awesome to help them get that back."
"Aw man yes, that is awesome! Yes, it’s good to feel sexy in the bedroom." (oh god oh god oh god…how gay do I feel right now).
It was still unclear how I fit into this picture.
She said, "Have you seen the new room? There’s a huge meeting room and small rooms for classes and stuff…it’s awesome! We have video and projectors…I’ll have to take you back there sometime…"
It was sounding dangerously and a bit too gloriously like a scene from the L word. You want me to go with you alone to a darkened room to show you my dance moves? I thought I’d died and been embodied as Carmen? Or dare I think the ultimate lesbian lover Shane?
Sadly my brain was much too practical. I could not stay on what’s good (a harmless little fantasy?) and only focused on MY body. I had to tell her that no I had indeed not been back there and I was really looking forward to the vast new wonders of this new world in multi-media technology.
I said, "Sure that sounds cool. I can show you some hip hop!" (ug, where's my freak flag when i need it)
"Awesome man awesome! Yeah, I really want to do something for mom’s. you know give them back that sense of urrh. (chicka-bow wow...porn music)
I don’t mean crawling on the floor or anything…but you know."
No in that bedroom she’d just described I really didn’t. I don’t know why I said this but here’s what came out--"You mean poles? You want them dancing with poles?"
She laughed, "maybe if I could get them." Then came the even bigger question. "Do you think you could help teach…maybe I’d do it one night then you’d do a couple?"
Here is where I started to laugh. "You want me to stand up in front of a group of new mom’s to show them how to feel sexy for their husbands?"
"Well maybe you know just a hip hop class."
And somehow that sounded doable. "Okay maybe maaaybe I’m interested but…"
NO BUTS! "Okay when do you want to meet? We can go back to the room...kick around some ideas. You can show me some things."
"No," I thought, "really, I can’t." (I think my head will explode).
But I’ve been tutored well…so I said,
"How about I’ll like tell you how to do the moves and then you can like demonstrate? I can watch and tell you if you’re doing them right."
She liked the idea. : )
So, today at 3pm. I will be…helping my trainer plan her hip hop class which I might help teach and more important…watching a hot straight girl do some dancing for me…i am queen of Hop!
Happy Monday,
A-lo
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