Almost every morning as I drive in to work, I pass one or two particualr women out for a morning jog. They aren’t drop-dead gorgeous, but man, something about seeing them working up a sweat, keeping in shape, pony-tails swinging back and forth…mmmmm-mmmmm! I tell ya, if my girlfriend ever put on some running shoes and took off for a jog, I’d chase her down, sling her over my shoulder, and run her back home for indoor exercise.
What the heck? What makes “average” women suddenly sexy? Is it the sweat? The idea that they are bettering themselves? The sports bras that aren’t 100% effective?
They gotta have long hair. I could watch pony-tails bouncing around all day. But I can’t now because of the restraining order
Apparently it is not nice to follow a jogger around in a car for 20 minutes. My defence was that I only did it once.
To put this in perspective for you: You know all of those products women use to try to make themselves sexier? Hair sprays, perfumes, makeup? The purpose of such products is to try to reproduce the effect one naturally gets by heavy excercise. Like so many things in life, they don’t work nearly as well as the real thing.
:dubious: Really?
I have to say, I have never found that my eyelashes were thicker and blacker, my hair shinier, or my 'pits smelled like lilacs after a long run. Maybe you’re just special.
Not sure about the logic there, Chronos, but I agree there is (to me) something infinitely more attractive about a woman who can look confident and strong in baggy sweats, spandex, and no fake stuff (makeup, jewelry, 'do) than a woman who is hiding in all of her make-me-pretty security blankets.
When my wife comes home from a jog, her skin is glistening and seems to be tighter, her cheeks are red, her bosoms are heaving.
And, fresh sweat doesn’t smell. Dried sweat does. If anything, she smells great.
That said, she is very annoyed and very conscious of people checking her out while she runs and she detests it. She even had a truck follow her onto a side street once. She got pretty scared and started walking with this couple she saw. So, I see where y’all are coming from, but some of these posts rub me the wrong way, nonetheless.
I have been sorely tempted (even before this thread) to grow my hair out long again just so I could put it up in a pony tail while I’m running or working. My short hair is easy to take care of, and I like the way it looks on me, so 95% of the time I’m happy with it the way it is and wouldn’t dream of changing it. But whenever I see a woman working out or jogging in long hair, I briefly become very jealous because that is so. damn. cute.
Women, is this a common thing? Do you really hate people checking you out as you run? (Obviously, wolf whistles, obscene gestures, following, etc., are right out, but the appreciative glance?)
If so, well, I don’t know, I’m sorry in advance I guess. If it were incredibly offensive, I’d say that I’d like to stop doing it, but that would be a lie! I don’t think it would be physically possible not to, you know, glance appreciatively at a fit woman in spandex running next to my car!
I like it personally, as long as it isn’t creepy. The problem is that many guys don’t know the difference between “appreciative glance” and “obscene leer.” Some hints:
looking for longer than 15 seconds= creepy
slowing down the car so you can get a better look= creepy
weaving all over the road while you roll down your window and ask me if I want a drink from you open bottle of beer (yes, this actually happened)= doublepluscreepy.
But a head-turn followed by a smile doesn’t bother me. Compliments, even non-verbal ones, are always appreciated.
Honestly, yes. Enough weird stuff happens to women who exercise (even just walk) outside that I just completely discount exercising outside as a possibility.
This is just my experience and obviously not everyone’s experience is the same. No, I’m not **that ** hot , but I tend to come across as friendly and approachable. Normally a plus, but not when I’m outside alone in public.
An appreciative glance that I don’t notice is no problem. That’s human nature. But any kind of following me or comment freaks me the heck out. And spoils it for the rest of you!