I have a mini-crush on D...
I don't know if it's because I've been so deprived lately or what.... but working out is becoming immensely difficult; the little things are driving me insane.
You know; it's the things that are a part of his job that I am really noticing at the moment; and I am not sure that I should be noticing these things; they are simply elements of help that he is assisting me with on my workouts, but they are making one frustrated Stiletto.
Like standing/kneeling/sitting behind me to ensure that I don't arch my back to much, which causes me to want to lean backwards just a smidgen and sink right into the expanse of his chest - fortunately I have caught myself almost every time I've had the urge to do so, and the times I haven't its been the end of the workout so I am usually exhausted. Then there is the moments where he leaves his hand on the small of my back or whatever body part I happen to be working that day, making sure that I am squeezing the muscle groups enough, and making sure that I'm not over extending anything or that I am doing the exercise correctly. Even the lifting me up to reach the chin-up bar and the assisted chin-ups that I am doing its all enough to drive one beyond their senses, if they are as deprived as I have been.
Like I said it's all a part of his job, and I am sure that I shouldn't be noticing these things, I am also pretty sure that the mini-crush I have on D, is inappropriate. And yet I can't bring myself to get a different trainer; maybe its because I feel like its also a small victory for me... for weeks now, I have been pining for someone that is no longer mine, and I haven't been interested in anyone or anything as of late... so this sudden interest I have developed in D is a good thing in my books...
My trainer or not, I am counting this as a small victory for Stiletto... dare to dream, to feel, to allow the shivers to happen.
Until next time,
- Stiletto
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