Can I get that for takeaway please?
- italian playboy (who i will see next week)
- G at work (there isn't anything there anyway but for verbal flirtage)
- Speed (we only will be in town for 2 days at the same time this month)
- and now, Neo.
- (i had to call security on polo player, chef playboy, doctor and architect but there is a small probability of architect making a return)
I went to my first martial arts lesson last night. When I got there I learned that although it was the all female night, 1/3 of the class would be male. This is because other than Neo the instructor, there were only 2 other women, the one not me being the owner. She has taken from Neo for 2 years and has some experience. Miss gl has none. I don't know if you can tell from reading this but what miss gl does have is this: inability to know right and left, an uncoordinated body, clumsiness, and fear of looking stupid. I really work on the latter characteristic, as I believe it is extremely detrimental to a good quality of life. That fear has caused me to miss out on so many opportunities in life. One reason to take this class is to refresh my work out and find a new calorie burn. The other is another avenue to beat the Stupid Fear.
I have not given one iota of thought to this kung fu teacher. I guess i had a barely preconceived notion of a short Jet Li ish person, and i knew his name was Neo. He is a few minutes late, and i am with the owner at the front of the studio, my back to the door, with grey lycra tights and a long sleeve grey tee on. strangely, she is dressed in same thing. We are discussing her studio, and her becoming a business owner. This is very interesting to me because I am mulling over entreprenuer ideas in my head, and so i am quizing her from a very practical angle. A cold damp breeze comes in and we hear a hi, so sorry i am running late, hope not too badly. English accent. Hi Neo she says and they euro-greet (dbl kiss). i turn around to say hello and begin to stare into the most loveliest pair of whiskey coloured eyes. Behold the best looking bloke I have seen since arriving in this country (i think, but short term memory not what it was). He has the most amazing smile and he smiles all the time. Even better, it is an intelligent without sense of wankerness smile. It is genuine and nice. He knows he is handsome but he doesn't think about it. Ruminating on it, i hope my smile is like that some day. To be ignorant means you are missing opportunies. To be full of oneself means your scope of enjoyment is too narrow. This was, as goldilocks says, just right.
I started off the class thinking, how absolutely american sitcom cliche can you be? do not have a crush on him, and just say no. not only is my instructor, but with that face and body and smile, the number of girls that don't like him is probably zero. how unindividual can i be?
That was my frame of mind. i was able for a while (30 minutes, brave effort i think) to put the "attractive" in a box and merely admire physical traits. And then, it happened. It was slightly subtle, but lets face it he is English so it generally wouldn't be anything but. She left the room to answer the phone, he and i were quite close having worked on hand blocks, so we stopped, but he didn't move away from me, stayed in my physical space, and started Flirting. He was sending out the signals, you intrigue me, i want to smile and talk to you and get to know you. I remember being a bit taken aback, and looking into his eyes and thinking (and smiling back) he is flirting with me!
Now, this really means nothing in a way. Men are men and they love to flirt, regardless of marital status. I once had a similar experience with my spin instructor from Texas, in fact it started very similarly, but he turned out to have a very on/off relationship with his g/f, and he would flirt or even take me out when off, ignore me when on (and now they are married). However, self preservation aside, i have now begun plotting my Art of War strategy which will culminate with him in my bed naked. Well actually, that will be the prologue of the culmination. so far, my game plan is such:
- find out if he has a significant other
- let him know i don't
- promote an opportunity for us to leave the studio at the same time to further conversation between us, and maybe an opportunity for him to ask me out. Phase 3 is where i usually just say, listen and be on the lookout for opportunities, trust in fate and your ability to flirt and if it is meant to be it will. I wish i had something more concrete for phase 3.
Because i dig the irony, i am going to try to use the principles that i am learning underscores Kunf Fu in my strategy, like balance, efficiency of movement, and center of gravity.. well, watch this space Grasshoppers!
PS- i woke up in the middle of the night after having a dream about kissing this guy. I am weird and need help.




7 Comments:
Are you studying the 'martial' arts or the 'marital' arts?
I forgot the ;)
Nice blog - good second career since we both know the law thing isn't all that great. Sounds like you're having fun in London! ;) Hope it continues!
That's cute!
Should be a fun "adventure"!...but, errrrrmmm, "Neo"????... Surely such a fine package could have come with better labelling!!!
finn, um marital? marriage is the futhest thing from my mind. can you say Boy Toy?
If TedSaid revisits, i don't suppose this is the same Ted E from law school?
I psuedonymed him Neo as an allusion to the Matrix.
This will be interesting....
Whiskey colored eyes, irresistable english accent, and I am guessing a very chisled physique due to martial arts..... Who could pay attention to class with him teaching it??? OOOhhhhh.... and I bet he is very "bendy".....fun.....
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