I’m an active person. Running, working out and all that jazz have always been a very integral part of my life, to the point where I can’t comfortably go more than a few days without getting a good sweat on. And yes, I’m proud of my workouts at times and don’t mind chatting about what I do, but for some reason, and this might be my most hypocritical quality, when men talk about working out, I am sadly so turned off.
I like a guy that’s active. I work out, I want to look good so therefore I expect at least an effort from a man to maintain their physique enough so that they feel confident. That can mean a large spectrum of things, I’ve never been too judgy. We’re all different, all shapes and sizes. I do, however, hate when a guy talks about the gym. The extent of the conversation should be “My legs are killing from the gym,” or “I went to the gym this morning.” And here’s why.
For whatever reason, if a guy mentions that word squat, I can’t help but picture it. And squatting is not an attractive thing. It makes me think of someone talking a big dump in the bush on a camping trip. You know pants around your ankles? This is not attractive (to me). Maybe there are some women out there that like the visual image of a guy looking like he’s trying to crunch out a massive shit. And don’t worry, a woman is going to be able to feel the weight of your massive quads without you having to mention that they’re huge because you do some serious squatting. We’re smart enough to figure it out.
Who cares. Again, yes, if you’re having a chat with a guy buddy about your workouts cool. If you’re on a date or trying to sleep with someone, just move the conversation along. I like to imagine that some guys are just naturally so fit and awesome because they just are. Talking about the details of how many times you did something so that your pecs are perky is taking a step in the wrong direction. This could also be because I don’t have an impressive rack. And dudes with big hard boobs creep me out.
The only time I want to hear about how much weight you lifted is when it’s reference to my own body. Like bench pressing X number of me. This is a gentle reminder that you will have no problems tossing me around in the bedroom. If sentences get into the details of percentages, chances are you’ve lost me. No, I can handle the math just fine but I’ll be bored as fuck.
Why!? Just don’t! Many women, myself included, think about what we eat maybe more than we should. If I’m out for dinner and a dude orders a salad while I’m crushing steak frites I might feel a little self conscious. And yes, this might by my hang up, and you could say, who cares, eat your French fries, but there’s something so much more fun about indulging in delicious food together. If you’re on a diet, I’d recommend just skipping dinner all together, just meet for drinks a little later. I hear shots of tequila are great on the waist line.
Of course, if this is what you’re into be proud of it. Everyone digs someone who is really passionate about something and if working out is that thing then own it. But be mindful that people you date might not be as into the details of your particular regime and if that’s something that bothers you you’re your best bet is to find someone who does enjoy hearing about it. She’ll see that whatever you’re doing is working a little further down the line. Remember: Less telling, more showing.