Since I found this forum I read about a gym pickup report about some bald dude and figured I'd share one that you all might find interesting. I keep a digital journal for myself and dug up this entry from a short while ago. I changed some things to reflect the terms that are used on these forums.Today I went to the gym with a friend of mine who just came back from out of town. I workout at home regularly because I have full control of my environment (A/C, fans, T.V. channels, music volume, etc.) so I don't even have a gym membership. My friend took me to his gym as his guest using a trial membership.
It was about 20:00 on a Tuesday and the first thing I did was scope the place out – examining the facilities as well as the people. There were two average girls (7), a couple guys, and one HB9. As we were making our way to begin the warmup we walked past the two 7's and I smiled at them and said “Hi” in a rather cheerful manner. It was returned with a smile and a “Hi”.
As our workout progressed, I was discretely keeping an eye on HB9. She was working hard on burning calories on the elliptical. This girl was a health geek and proud of it. I could tell; brunette, green-eye, pony-tail, tight workout clothes, water bottle, head phones on - with blasting cardio music no doubt, and a workout chart ready to be filled in.
Now... I have enough female friends to know that girls like this hate being bothered in the middle of their workout and personally I dislike when people start bothering me in the middle of a high intensity workout. So, I let her be until she either finished or another opportunity to approach her presented itself.
My friend was constantly glancing over at her to and I kept having to tell him to focus otherwise he was probably going to injure himself. We finished a segment of the workout and HB9 was still going at it and it looked like she had no more water left in her bottle. An approach suddenly dawned on me... we had a duffel-bag with plenty of water bottles – among other gear. I grabbed an unopened water bottle (Smile: On) and began walking toward her from a slight diagonal angle that wasn't too direct, but not so far off that it would scare her as if I was sneaking up on her.
As I made and held eye contact, I placed the beverage in an available cup holder beside her water bottle on the elliptical and I nodded to her mentally thinking to myself “Enjoy this awesome refreshment I gave you!”. (When I think things like this my facial expressions project confidence.) I didn't wait for a response from her. As I began to turn I heard her say “THANKS!” rather loudly. I could detect a little smile based on her voice tone. It was obvious she was trying to talk over the volume of her ear phones. I pretended to act startled at her words and did a quick double take, then looked at her with a raised eyebrow for 2 seconds, and lastly switched back to a smile before proceeding to finish my workout. I wanted her to remember the smile... not so much the weird look.
Strangely HB9 finished her cool down at about the same time as we finished our workout (20 minutes after the water bottle incident). While I was preparing for the approach something interesting happened... she came to me. The conversation went as follows:
HB9: “Hi! Sorry for shouting at you... I just wanted to thank you for the water.”
Me:”No problem, based on how you were working yourself it seemed like the next best option aside from getting you a trough.”
HB9 then shoots me the “I can't believe you just said that” look and can't help but crack a smile.
HB9: “Well you look pretty worn and dehydrated yourself.”
Me: “Well then the trough was the better choice, because we could've both dunked our heads in it. Win-win eh?”
Me: “My name is Spool.”
HB9: “I'm Victoria.”
Me: “Well it's been a pleasure meeting you Victoria. (she starts to say something but I cut her off) But, since there is no trough here I'll have to go clean up like a normal person would.”
I could see in her face that she was thinking “WTF, am I getting blown off? What's going on?” As I am about to turn and walk away I look back at her and say: “But if you'd like... I suppose we could go swimming in the lake down the road and dunk our heads in there together.”
HB9: “I suppose we could, but I have plans.”
Me: “Ok, well let me get your number and I'll shoot you text when I'm available and we'll set it up.”
I had my phone on me so I entered her number and sent her a text to confirm with her that it - in fact - got to her phone. We both exchanged the “It was nice meeting you” conversation close and went on with our day.
But the one thing that was really memorable was the look on my friends face after this happened. It was priceless. The whole drive home was me getting bombarded with questions and comments like “That was awesome! I have no idea how you did that. How did you do that?”
I admit that I feel pretty awesome.