Nothing prolongs my gym workout more than another hot guy hitting the weights. Every glance inspires an additional bicep curl; I’ve shifted from chest to back day to stay within cruising proximity.
I’m not alone. Most of my gay friends who frequently exercise express this sentiment, many of them having at least one gym crush.
You know, that person whose gym routine you mostly ingrained into memory and tried to replicate within your own schedule. You find yourself questioning where the hell they are when they’re missing at 8:00 a.m.
on Tuesday!Related: Barry’s Bootcamp trooper Steven Phan on the power of short shorts at the gymThey typically only work out in the evening on Mondays and Wednesdays… That is until a new (therefore better) handsome stranger shows up.