I'd just gotten off the phone with my LDR, after finishing a 10 mile trail race that ended at the local park. Kids running all over as I grabbed a pair of pants to go change into and wandered over to the bathrooms. I'm sweaty and tired and I see this tall slender MILF in tights waiting for the bathroom with what I assume was her 4 year old daughter.
I ask her "So this the line for the bathroom? "
She replied "You bet. How was the race?" I was wearing my race bib pinned to my shorts. Truth be told I was a little surprised she opened me like that....
I started to answer when her daughter interrupted with a kid story about how fast she was.
I engaged the little girl, and lost the momentum with the mother at that point.
Just then one of the bathroom doors opened and Momma Milf herds the little one into the restroom. The other bathroom opens, I popped in, skin off my sweaty shorts and put on my pants, then go back out to put my shoes back on on the bench by the bathroom. Milf and Co. exit the bathroom and she is singing to her little one and walk right on by and out of my life as her kid charged down to the playground.....
I'd wanted to see if I could get her name and phone number just to see if I still had it...but I let myself get distracted and missed that opportunity.
In a previous race about 5 years prior I was actually approached by a girl in this same spot, after the same race. I'm pretty sure there is some post exertion pheromones emitted and I must look pretty jacked...
Moral: get an introduction with a name before you or the target get sidetracked......
I ask her "So this the line for the bathroom? "
She replied "You bet. How was the race?" I was wearing my race bib pinned to my shorts. Truth be told I was a little surprised she opened me like that....
I started to answer when her daughter interrupted with a kid story about how fast she was.
I engaged the little girl, and lost the momentum with the mother at that point.
Just then one of the bathroom doors opened and Momma Milf herds the little one into the restroom. The other bathroom opens, I popped in, skin off my sweaty shorts and put on my pants, then go back out to put my shoes back on on the bench by the bathroom. Milf and Co. exit the bathroom and she is singing to her little one and walk right on by and out of my life as her kid charged down to the playground.....
I'd wanted to see if I could get her name and phone number just to see if I still had it...but I let myself get distracted and missed that opportunity.
In a previous race about 5 years prior I was actually approached by a girl in this same spot, after the same race. I'm pretty sure there is some post exertion pheromones emitted and I must look pretty jacked...
Moral: get an introduction with a name before you or the target get sidetracked......
