I totally stole this from raelala .

( Meme... )

On Monday I did not see Kevin at the gym, because he went home sick. After
my work out I called him to see how he was feeling and all that and we ended
up talking for 45 minutes. Amongst the things we talked about he mentioned
that the weekend after the 4th of July, which is the weekend I was planning
on asking him out, he is going to the Dominican Republic with some of his
girl friends, and before I knew it I asked him to lunch for this Thursday
(today). It happened pretty naturally, but afterward I was left wondering if
he perceived that it was a "romantic interest" lunch date, as opposed to a
"friends having lunch" lunch date. He was complaining about having eaten too
much during the weekend and having to be good, and I asked him if I couldn't
convince him to be bad with me just once and go to Fuddrockers with me. I
suppose he does get it since he is not stupid, I haven't been subtle and his
friend already had told him anyways, but I am unsure.

When I got to the gym on Tuesday he told me he couldn't make it to lunch on
Thursday because a managers' meeting had come up for that day and asked me
if we could go on Wednesday instead. Unfortunately, I had to go to a client
on Wednesday and I couldn't do lunch then. I suggested we postpone it for
the following week, since the gym is closed on Friday for remodeling, and he
said to let him know.

I was a bit disappointed, but I guess this gives me time to prepare a
romancing strategy, pick out the most flattering outfit possible, etc.

Also, Tuesday was his first day ever with his glasses and I have to say he
looks entirely cute with them. I did not hesitate to let him know that.

For the past week, after having a fantastic time at the parade, Kevin & I
have been chatting, facebooking & texting practically every day. Everytime I
see him at the gym he is on my ass about doing cardio and not slacking off.
I try to pay him a certain amount of attention that goes beyond the "friend"
but doesn't go into "stalker", and I try to be as sweet and kind as
possible. He makes certain comments here and there, but for the most part he
will not give me any sort of hint whether he is interested or not. It makes
me kind of antsy not knowing, I'd rather know even if it was not a favorable
answer. I'm definitely going to ask him out, and be direct about things, but
I need to wait until my next paycheck because I've over spent a little bit
this month. In the meantime I have to wait and it drives me crazy the not
knowing. Of course I knew this from the first time we talked at length, that
he likes to be pursued, but still... a little hint here and there doesn't
hurt.

Oh well, its only going to be 2 more fridays and then I shall ask him to
lunch. If he answers favorably and all goes well then I ask him out to
dinner and a movie, and possibly drinks afterwards, on the following
Saturday.

I feel strange. It's been so long since I've had a crush on someone, it
feels new. He's got so much energy and he puts out so much happiness and
he's so funny, I can't help but want to talk to him and be around him a lot.

Yesterday (Sunday June 14th) was the 7th Annual Puerto Rico Gay Pride Parade
of the West, and I went with a few people from the gym, including Kevin my
step instructor, who I think is entirely cute, congenial & awesome.

On Saturday, the day before Pride, Kevin texted me that he was going to Cabo
Rojo (the town where pride was at) that day and that he would see us all on
Sunday. A few minutes later he texted me that his friends told him they were
not going to go to the parade and that he was pissed off. And I texted him
asking if that meant he didn’t want to go anymore, and he said he DID want
to go but he wasn’t in his car he was with his friends. So I was all, well
if you’re in the area already just tell me where you are and I’ll pick you
up and we’ll go to the parade. If you friends can’t or don’t want to wait
for you before heading back home, then I’ll drive you home. And he texted me
that, that was what he wanted to do but he didn’t dare ask me. So that’s
what we did and I picked him up at his friends on Sunday.

On Sunday, when I got to Cabo Rojo, I called Kevin and picked him up at his
friend's place and headed over to the parade. Pride was fucking awesome.
There were 5 of us, 3 girls & 2 boys, and a 4th girl who didn’t come with us
but met up with us but she was all over the place and kept coming back to us
every so often (she was REALLY drunk!). We had a pretty nice spot but there
were some people in front of us, so Kevin suggested I get up on the cooler
(I took a beach cooler with beers & sodas and stuff) so that I can have a
better angle to take pictures with. One of the other girls got up on the
cooler with me and it was kind of wobbly, so I placed my hand on Kevin’s
shoulder for support, so I wouldn’t fall on my ass. And my hand pretty much
stayed there for the entire time I was on the cooler, which was the entire
actual parade. After a bit he placed his hand on my waist and sort of
grabbed on to one of the belt loops on my pants and had his hand there the
entire time so I could fall while I had my hand on his shoulder, which would
occasionally slide and it would be like if I had my arm around him sort of.
We looked at the parade, commented on the drag queens, pointed out the hot
shirtless men out to each other, had beer, played around calling out Step
moves according to the music (since he’s our Step instructor) and generally
we had a lot of fun.

A little before we left, we were talking about eating and Kevin mentioned he
wanted to eat Church’s Chicken and I wanted Subway, so by chance we found
this little shopping center thing that had a Church and a Subway so he and 2
of the girls went to Church and the other girl & I went to buy our food at
Subway and then we went to join then in Church’s Chicken. The girl that was
with me in Subway, Betsy, is pretty close with Kevin and she was the one I
“interviewed” to get the info on Kevin to see if he was single a while back.
While we were at Subway I told her that the more time I spent with Kevin the
more I liked him, but that we had spoken on the phone and he had told me
that if a guy wants anything with him, the guy has to pursue him, because he
(Kevin) is not going to be the pursuer, but I was kind of shy so that would
present a bit of a problem. She told me that Kevin knows I’m interested
because before she and I started talking and became buddies she had made a
comment to him about it because I was asking question and always sort of
checking him out. I almost died. I honestly didn’t even ask her what his
reaction was when she told him that I was interested in him because I was
about to have a stroke when I found out he knew. But then she tells me that
she THINKS him telling me that a guy has to pursue him was maybe so that I
would take the hint, because he’s not usually as open and touchy-feely with
guys like he was with me yesterday considering we haven’t really interacted
in any capacity except a instructor/student when taking his class and once
or twice that we have talked after class.

After we ate we left, 3 girls in one car & Kevin and I in my car. Kevin and
I spent the entire 2hr trip talking about a whole bunch of different things,
including food & cooking and I told him I was going to bring him a piece of
Piñon (a ground beef/plantain dish, google Piñon food). Also he said that
next year we HAD to go to the Pride Parade in NYC, and that he had a great
time and hoped we could hang out again soon. (but of course he said that in
a general way that he could have been referring to "we" as in the group not
just me OR "we" as in just the 2 of us. The point is he wants to hang out
again.) So I dropped him off at his house and headed home. I had a FANTASTIC
time and I think I really like this guy. He’s funny & congenial, and I have
such a good time with him. Conversation flows, I don’t get nervous and we
have some stuff in common. We spent most of the drive laughing and we texted
back and forth a bit this morning.

It feels nice when I'm with him. I'm going to give this a shot. Let's see
what happens.

This coming Sunday is Puerto Rico's 7th Annual Gay Pride Parada of the West
and a bunch of people at the gym, including our step instructor Kevin, have
made plans to go to the parade as a group. For planning purposes he and I
had exchanged phone numbers, and because class was cancelled yesterday due
to a pipe bursting and flooding the group class room and I was not able to
ask him a few things I wanted to ask him, I called him last night. We talked
for 2 hours, about the parade, the pipe bursting incident, clubbing, men,
coming out, food, and general life stuff. It was natural, flowing, relaxed
conversation. This guy is pretty damn awesome.

Last Thursday after Step Class, Vero & I sat down at the front counter to
rest and chat for a bit before heading out and Kevin our Step Instructor
came up and started talking to us. The 3 of us chatted for a bit about a few
different topics, which included but were not limited to: feeling guilty
about pigging out, drinking, the PR Pride Parade, tax refunds, & clubbing.
Kevin is gay, funny, very congenial and I think he's rather cute. I was
surprised and pleased that while talking to him I did NOT a) get nervous, b)
say something entirely stupid, and c) make cow eyes. These are the 3 things
that I usually do when I interact with a male that I'm attracted to. It's
horribly embarrassing for me, but very entertaining/amusing for others to
watch, or so I've been told. I think I'm actually developing some social
skills. I'm making some progress.

Now to plan an outing to a club or something, since he did suggest we make a
group and go out. Let's see how things go when there's liquid courage
involved.

Last night I went to the gym and did 1 hour of Step and 1 hour of
Kickboxing. This morning I came into the office and had 3 Krispy Kreme
donuts.

This is the 2nd Friday in a row this has happened. Oh, willpower, where are
you? Get your ass in here, stat!