Gym Times Two

 Ava and I saw each other Tuesday and Wednesday. Tuesday, we went to her gym and dinner. She has a membership to Lifetime fitness that allows her to bring a plus one. It is a nice perk. She is not comfortable with her body, but I have no complaints when I see her stretched out naked on the bed. Ava wants to get in better shape for summer, but she isn't putting effort into it. I know the commitment it takes to make changes, and she is striving for the figure of a model. She says she has never been happy with her level of fitness. Ava even worked at the gym for a while. I think her goals are more a mental issue than a physical need.

We went to a sushi place after the gym. Sushi is my least favorite food, but I did find something I didn't hate. I want to be more open to new things, but Tuesday, I was still moody from the events at the Hub. I was not the best company. After dinner, I took her home. It is nice that she likes doing things together outside of our arrangement, but I still find her odd.

Here is a couple of examples. Wednesday, we went back to the gym. Because I am a guest, I try to tailor my workout to the time she wants to spend there. She goes in her own direction. I see her on the treadmill, and then she disappears. I don't see her using the machines. Something she will need to start doing for the figure she wants. 

We agreed to an hour. While I was still on my second round of the treadmill, I got a text from Ava.

Ava: Hey, just left. Are you almost ready too? Haven't started the drive north yet.

Bathwater: You left?

Ava Yep. We said an hour.

Bathwater: I can change now.

Ava: I rushed for you because I thought you would be waiting for me. I am meeting you at your place to shower and then figure out dinner.

Is it just me, or does that seem weird? We met at the gym. Why wouldn't she say she is changing and leave together?

When we got back to my place, we showered separately. She showered in the spare bedroom where the Lego table was set up. I have been putting a lot of work into my project, and I was excited to show it off. While she did mention it was coming along, Ava didn't show much interest in the details. Maybe you need to be a Lego enthusiast to appreciate the details of such a large display. I am proud of the display. I was hoping she would appreciate it more.

Later, while we ate. I apologized for being moody Tuesday. I wanted to explain, but she didn't ask, and I dropped the subject. Ava has a lot of her father in her. Something she would probably hate hearing, but I see it in the lack of connection she makes.

The bedroom never seems to be an issue. Ava is willing to try new things there, but it is more a sporting event than a passionate one, but good sex is good sex and not something to give up lightly. I am used to there being more intimacy involved in the act. I am not sure she is, though; I am not sure she is capable. So, I am left with accepting her for who she is and deciding if that is enough for me. I do know the bedroom lingers in my mind the next day, leaving me anticipating more.

Am I overthinking things?