Letter 2- To My Crush

Dear Gymboy (or what's what I call you when I talk about you among my friends):

I remembered how I was running on the treadmill when I noticed that you were looking and smiling in my direction. I thought you saw a familiar friend working out beside me and I just gave a half-hearted smile just to be polite, just in case it was directed at me. After that encounter, I saw you in the gym occasionally and sometimes when I happen to catch you looking at me, you would smile.

My favourite memory at the gym would be the day where we were both in the personal training zone doing our separate routines and then our eyes met and we both smiled at each other. You then came over and introduced yourself to me and we just started an easy conversation.

You are my motivation for going to the gym, you make it easier for me to run longer distances because I hope by the time I'm done with my run and start on my cool down stretches, you'll be in the same area doing your sets of exercises and we will have a chance to talk to each other.

You brightened my day when you told me that you noticed that I was gone for a while when I came back after the summer vacation. Tuesdays were my favourite day of the week to work out because I noticed that you visit the gym then. But ever since sustaining that ankle injury, I haven't been to the gym for more than 2 months now.

Just now I saw someone who looked like you walking on the street from GP's direction and I thought it could be you since you are studying at that campus. So you know what? I'm going to the gym tomorrow and who knows, Tuesdays might still be my favourite day of the week :)