The Trainer

It takes a lot to piss me off. I’m pretty laid back, and don’t get offended particularly easily. Over the years I have developed a fairly thick skin.

The Trainer has pissed me off.

For months we have had a flirtation. It started with him telling me I should go to the gym. I considered him a bit of a dick and ignored him. Then I started going to the gym and he offered me a free personal training session. I figured he may be a dick…. but free is free! So I took him up on it.

Since then he has texted me regularly. Frequently. Increasingly flirtingly. Flirtations I have reciprocated. We have had a drink together, followed by a kiss. A kiss that, whilst gentle and not at all pushy, left me reeling.

That was months ago. Once.

Yet the texting continues. He comes and talks to me when I’m in the gym. He compliments me. He tells me what’s going on in his life and asks about mine.


Quite frankly I am irritated.

I am not at a stage in my life where I require a man to validate me. Being single and dating and chatting and flirting is great, and I enjoy it, and I am not desiring a relationship. If I am interested in someone and they don’t reciprocate, meh, I move on. If I start seeing someone and it doesn’t work out, meh, I move on. But when someone is interested, and I am interested, and they don’t do anything? Not impressed.

It has got to the point where I genuinely don’t even know if I AM interested anymore, I’m just irritated. I do not enjoy the feeling of ambiguity.

There are a lot of trainers at my gym, many of whom have trained me, and most of whom are extremely hot. Some are flirty, some aren’t. Some have asked to see me outside of the gym, some haven’t. It’s all fine. I am potentially interested in a couple of them.

This one? This one is pissing me off.

Why don’t I ask him out? Because I did. The first, and only, time we’ve got together I suggested it. And he was eager, showed up promptly, and initiated the kiss. I cannot, will not, do it again. For whatever reason he is not interested in going further with it.

I’m not hurt, I’m not heartbroken, I’m just irritated.

He informed me that he had made plans to take me out to dinner, but then had been struck down by illness. I told him I have filed him under “Gay or Married”. He said that whilst neither is true, he does understand why I might think that. “Under normal circumstances”.

WHAT THE BLAZES ARE NORMAL CIRCUMSTANCES?! And what is abnormal about his or ours??

Seriously. Very. Irritated.

I’m just glad I’m not the sit around and wait for a man to call type of girl. I continue to see people, date people, enjoy my single life. I am going to try my hardest to stop staring at his ass whilst I’m working out, because I know he points it in my direction on purpose, and I know this because the sod told me he does because he knows I stare at it.


About J.J. Barnes

Author of The Lilly Prospero Series Writer and Podcaster at Blogger at Rose And Mum And More Contributor to The Huffington Post
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5 Responses to The Trainer

  1. hottieonice says:

    I know you are irritated right now but this was a good read. The last part of your post just made my Monday 🙂

  2. Pingback: Why Not Me? | Single Mum And More

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