A 6'5" Black Guy Came On To Me At The Gym!

Boy was I flattered today.  As I was leaving the gym this tall black guy started making small talk and held the door for me as I was walking out.  I don't know if he was feeling sorry for me because I'm the only middle-aged white women working out so hard at the gym or he was just nice.  I'm fucking killing myself if you want to know the truth. Maybe he was watching me the whole time. People hop on and off a treadmill after a 20 minute run and there's me still fucking walking and walking and. walking ...50 minutes today on a 5 level incline.   And that is after I did the elliptical for 30 minutes.  I didn't look the black guy in the eye, I kinda looked down because my make-up was long gone with some small traces of smeared mascara on my face.  I wear a head band around my head like it was the 80's and I do that because it helps catch some of the sweat.  Walking to my car I shouted out to the black dude that I was Bi Polar and that Psych Meds made me Fat and I have No Thyroid.  I wanted him to know I didn't have a problem with food because I would never want to be known as a Foodie.  The End~