My apologies if this isn't the correct place to post this material. Blame it on being a newbie. Anyway, I have several sighting stories to share, so will detail one here now. I'll save the best one for last - for another time. This first tale took place at DIA - Denver Airport - probably 10 years ago.
I suspect many of the members here have an eye for picking out a woman, even in a large crowd, who trains with weights. It's like a search-image of some kind, a propensity to detect a particular build, shape, or perhaps even subtle nuances in the way a person carries themself - the overall gestalt of a bodybuilder or lifter - that attract our gaze like a moth to a flame. Such was the case as I stood in the security line there at DIA. A line or two over I saw a really attractive, stocky young (early 20s), blond-haired woman with inordinately large thighs, tight waist, and beautiful glutes. She was wearing ultra snug lycra tights, so all of that was easy - and pleasant! - to see. It was clear she was athletic and that she trained with weights. In fact I was fairly convinced from that first observation that she used anabolics. As I recall, she was wearing a hoody, so I was interested in seeing what she looked like under the covering.
Keeping a (hopefully) casual eye on her, I passed through the screening and was slooowly collecting my belongings, stalling as nonchalantly as I possibly could as I watched. her. As she approached the screening unit, she had to remove her hoody or coat. She entered the cylindrical stand -up unit and had to raise her arms over her head, sort of like the famous Sergio Olivia pose. Her upper body was as impressive as her lower - low fat, large muscle bellies, no appreciable mammary tissue but instead some well-developed pecs - all readily visible because she was wearing a tight-fitting, long-sleeve athletic top that hugged her body like a glove. If I had doubts before, which I really hadn't, it was obvious she was a bodybuilder and that she was using, or had used, PEDs.
I decided I'd try to talk to her, so I followed her out of the security area and onto a tram, then disembarked at whatever concourse she did. I think it was A. As I followed her up the escalator to the concourse I saw there was a collegiate swim team logo on her daypack. I caught up to her after we both stepped off the escalator and casually asked, "Were you here for a swim meet?"
She responded, saying, "No, I was actually snowboarding."
I knew the resorts pretty well, so I asked which one she had visited. I think she said Breckenridge, I asked if she planned to come back, and she said she would love to. I think I then mentioned I had been a high school swimmer and that I always felt it was the most demanding sport, and then compliment her for her involvement with it at the collegiate level. My recollection is that she said she wasn't still swimming - I imagine she was already our of college - and I regret I didn't use that opportunity to transition into talking about her amazing build.
Alas, a lost opportunity...
I didn't want to be any creepier than I might have already been, so I bid her safe travels and we went our separate ways. I wish it was possible to figure out who she was, as she was really well built and very attractive facially, too. Hopefully she is competing somewhere.
We learn from such interactions. In another story I'll share here later, I took a more direct approach to asking a woman about her physique and it paid off.