Shortly after I arrived at yoga class and laid out my mat at the back of the room, a rather cute guy laid his mat down next to mine. Perhaps not traditionally handsome, as he had a receeding hairline and a somewhat doughy figure, but he looked like a nice guy, with just a warm and genuine face.
He asked me a question, and then we got to talking for a bit. Turns out that it was his first yoga class ever, and I assured him that he would enjoy it, and explained a bit about our instructor. We had a nice little bit of banter back and forth, before finally it was time to settle down and enjoy the class.
Still, I spent the class wondering how to start up a conversation with him after the class, asking perhaps if he'd enjoyed it and if he lived locally. So after an hour-and-a-half of stretching and moving, I turned around to grab my shoes at the end of class, and looked over to start that conversation as I was putting them on.
Would you believe, he was already gone? Out of there like a shot, with no looking back! Yeah, I guess I won't be meeting any guys in yoga class!
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