At the gym

It's a little clearer to me now that he was referring to me being followed.

Let me explain to you too. I was at the gym, at my friend, the fitness trainer. The gentleman with blue eyes approaches me one day:

- Why are you working out? that you are not fat!

I had just told my nutritionist: "I want to lose weight, but my friends ask me why I want to lose weight, because I'm thin!" (There were actually two nutritionists, medical students, both very pretty, one with blue eyes and one more Creole. I equated one of them to a dentist's nurse - please, they looked alike, I thought they were sisters, I really wanted to to ask, but that was no longer the case.)

One of the girls hears us and says to me:

- The nutritionist told me not to eat egg yolk, only egg white.

- He told me the same thing, comes my reply. (side comment: Ouch! What a coincidence!) (I imagine my face, so aggressive, how I would have thrown the line at him sharply, as if I were spitting in his face - I don't know why, but now, that's how I imagine ).

We hadn't interacted with them very often. But probably this remark of hers, as if she already knew my name, was what made me think about the fact that I had entered the sights of some service.

To find out later I had a doctor in my class, he was friends with a guy I don't remember except that he was very tall. Rita, whenever she talked about them, she laughed. And whenever he talked to them, he laughed. They knew each other. In fact, she was a colleague of the taller gentleman.

However, even now I do not know or understand what exactly her daughter was referring to.

I thought he probably thought I had come for that one. Whom I didn't even know. He barely managed to come to classes two or three times, I had nothing to do with him - I didn't understand how he got in touch. I've replayed the entire film of our interaction a thousand times - gestures I could have made, things you could have said, but there is nothing susceptible.