OldManMuscle
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It's 7.15 am Sunday. Another beautiful day in Paradise. I'm tucking into a well-earned breakfast after returning from my 24/7 gym where I had my usual morning workout (20+ minutes of cardio, 10+ minutes of abs). There were no men at the gym apart from myself. There were no staff or personal trainers. However, there were 6 fairly hot women of various ages working out!
Now I'm 50 and became a widower in the mid-90s and have no kids. I love being a bachelor and I love intelligent, confident, fit/healthy women. Yes, I'm a feminist. I don't drink, so bars and nightclubs are out and I don't pay for sex so call-girls and bimbos are out. Thus it seems to me the gym is the perfect place for meeting women in the 21st Century. Whaddaya reckon, fellas?
As it happens I didn't get any phone numbers this morning but I'm new at this gym and it's early days yet ...
Now I'm 50 and became a widower in the mid-90s and have no kids. I love being a bachelor and I love intelligent, confident, fit/healthy women. Yes, I'm a feminist. I don't drink, so bars and nightclubs are out and I don't pay for sex so call-girls and bimbos are out. Thus it seems to me the gym is the perfect place for meeting women in the 21st Century. Whaddaya reckon, fellas?
As it happens I didn't get any phone numbers this morning but I'm new at this gym and it's early days yet ...