I happened to be winding down my workout by doing some yoga/stretching on the second floor of my gym typically dominated by women. Since I am recovering from a knee injury, my flexibility is not quite what I want it to be. As I was doing my very basic stretches an HB7 (9 body, 5 face) set up next to me and busted out the most insane yoga poses I have ever personally witnessed. I started laughing at how huge a difference her stretches were compared to mine, so I met eye contact with her and asked, "How on earth did you become so flexible?"

She smiled and she began showing me some of the basic stretches she does to warm up. I could sense the accent immediately as Spanish, and she is white so I guessed correctly that she was from Spain. I revealed that I was recovering from the injury, and she shared her own injury story. Eye contact is one of my strong points, so I felt like I was "Man to Woman" as RSD-fans would say in terms of my body language, my eye contact, and my voice as I was speaking from my chest. After a few minutes I needed to go do some calf exercises and get some ice for my knee (torn ACL's are an absolute bitch), so I say nice to meet you thanks for the tips.

I walk down the stairs and stop at the bottom step to do some calf raises/stretches and a few minutes later she passes me smiling. I look at her and say, "Are you hear to torment me with your insane flexibility again?" She laughs and says that she never meant to make fun of me and was only trying to help. She then quickly walks away down the second flight of stairs, and I let her go as I thought it might come off as needy to kind of "chase" her or shout something to get her to come back. I did notice that she went into the locker room, so I walked down the stairs into the men's locker room hoping that our timing would line up to walk out of the gym at the same time.

I grab my stuff, wash my hands, and then head toward the exit. I notice that she isn't in front of me nor behind me, so I stop at the top of the stairs before the exit door and drink my protein shake. As I'm pretty much chugging it she appears behind me and we kind of have an awkward laugh at how ridiculously slow I am right now at walking down stairs (hey, you try it after knee reconstruction).

As we're walking down I ask her, "Hey foreign girl, are you full-blown stalking me or just sort-of stalking me right now?" She laughs and reverses it on me and we talk some more as we exit. In the 5 minutes I was talking to her outside, I did two kino-escalations of just touching her on the shoulder. She definitely looked at my hand as it touched her shoulder the first time, kind of realizing that while I was interested in her stretching advice that I really was moreso interested in her.

She's smiling the whole time as I recall some of the Spanish I learned in four years of high school. She then says that I should come to one of next Sunday's yoga class. I make a comment saying, "Yeah maybe it's time for me to step up to the big leagues." She then says "You can come but you cannot do all of the poses, you're still injured and will get hurt." So I suggest that she should give me her number and we should go to one of the classes together--she can supervise and make sure I don't get too crazy. As I said the part "you can supervise" I inserted one more shoulder touch to try to keep that kino going, even if she wasn't overtly into the first one. She replies saying, "Well the class I go to is at 6:30, so I don't need to give you my number. We can just meet at the class."

I respond saying, "You must be scared of my physical presence huh? Even an injured young man like myself intimidates you..." She then says, "I'm a foreigner, I can't give my number out that easy." She then begins to back away kind of quickly, so I say, "I'm hesitant with foreigners too, you could be Spanish CIA and I could be in an international spy thriller right now." She laughs but continues to walk away and says "Maybe we will see each other next week." At this point she's too far away, I can't chase or else I'll look like a needy creep, so I say, "Adios" and smile.

I'm looking for feedback on the whole story, from how to approach effectively at the gym to how to better handle the shit test she threw at me when I asked for the number to how to better handle the unique challenges of foreigners. I'm especially curious as to how frequently you find girls are willing to give their numbers out upon first encounter at the gym, because I felt like I used an indirect opener and just couldn't segway smoothly enough into the frame of pickup. We were definitely laughing and doing light flirting, but it's so awkward trying to pick someone up in the gym for the first time (oh, did I mention that was the first time I've ever tried game at the gym?).

Thanks seddit, keep up the good work on the subreddit!