Meat - the True Aphrodisiac

I think I know what is the worlds greatest aphrodisiac, at least to the middle aged male.

The scent of meat.

I came across this factoid today, while, you guessed it, at the gym. We have had a crock pot of beef stew going now for two days, and the house is as permeated with the smell of beef as a candle shop is with cinnamon. Hence, my clothing and myself are as well.

I was quite embarrassed when I realized, as I broke a sweat on the leg press, that I reeked of onions and beef. I silently prayed no one would notice.

Now, I have written aobout male behavior in the gym - that is pretty much men under 50, the " dig me" antics. This is the older men, the men with white hair, paunches, and some wrinkles on their faces. These men seldom chat with a woman in the gym or even look at one, they are usually fixated on their headset radios or the news channels on the tube.

However, today, they pulled their eyes, or should I say noses, off the tube.. onto me.

My first clue came when I passed close to a wild bearded gent of about 60. This guy never talks to anyone, but as he inhaled his eyes widened and he actualy said "oh scuse me mam" Shocked I replied " thats OK" not sure what i was to excuse.

Tthe next clue came as I was on the arm circuit. Now, I sweat more there, my upper body is for crap, and the machines are closer together. An obvious farmer, ( you can tell because he works out in his work pants, flannel shirt, workboots and a hat with "AGRO" on it ) took an audible sniff. You know, like a dog. Sniff Sniff. My face must have been beet red. However, when I got off the machine, he jumped off his ( the one I needed next), wiped it with a flourish and said " here you go, miss"

At this point, I was beginning to understand why Burger King is selling eu de flame broil.

The final straw came in a somewhat log jammed doorway ( We are expecting a snowstorm here tonight, so a lot of the farmers who would come in to work out tonight or tommorow were showing up this morning) When I, in full post workout soak, came into physical contact with several of these salt of the earth men at once. They all greeted me kindly ( which they NEVER do) and one actually said "Who's cookin in here, something smells GOOD!"

So my advice to the unspoken for lady of a certain age who wants to catch a man.. rub yourself with a pot roast before going man-hunting.