My Superman (A Tim Tebow love story)

I feel absolutely disgusting. I binged last night so that means it's time to purge. Meaning skip breakfast and hit the gym.

I got my gym shorts and a random shirt on. I didn't even brush my hair or try to look nice. Whatever I'm just going to the gym.

I got to the gym and went over to my favorite treadmill. It was perfect because not a lot of people could see me and I could watch TV. They always had on ESPN which was my favorite channel. I'm sort of in love with Tim Tebow and that's all they talk about. Now that he's been released by the Patriots the headline is always " Is Tim Tebow's NFL dream done?" It makes me sad but happy at the same time because I can see his beautiful face.

I started running and was going back and forth looking at the TV then to how many calories I was burning. Then a story about Tim came on so my eyes were glued to the TV and I started running even faster. It was about how he is training now that he's not in the NFL. So he's all sweaty and sexy with all his muscles on showcase.

Sadly the story had to end and they went on to a story about Peyton Manning who I hate because he took Tim's job with the Broncos. So I just kept watch of the calories I was burning.

Then I looked up for a split second and saw something that blew my mind. Maybe I'm imaging things but I can't stare. I swear Tim Tebow is on the treadmill in front of me. I didn't realize he even still lives in Boston. And why is he in a regular gym? I looked up again to confirm my suspicions.
"Oh hi" he said to me in that sexy smiling voice of his. It's definitely him.
What do I say?
I giggled a little and finally said "hi".
"You come here often?" He asked me.
"Yeah a few times a week. What about you? I don't usually see you around here." I didn't want to let on about me having bulimia and exercising to burn the calories from binging.
"Ok yeah this is my first time at this gym I wanted to check it out."
"Ok it's actually a nice gym, equipment works great and nobody judges."
"That's great thanks for letting me know. It was really nice talking to you, I'm going to go over and lift some weights. Maybe I'll see you around again?"
"Ok yeah definitely looking forward to seeing you again!"

Oh my god. Did that actually just happen? Did I just have a conversation with Tim Tebow? I looked terrible but he still talked to me and wants to see me again! Part of me wanted to go over to the weights with him but I didn't want to be weird and make a fool if myself. Hopefully I'll see him again. I sound like a middle school girl but when you hate yourself so much and someone wants to talk to you, it means the world to you.