Texts to Send Your Boyfriend When He's at the Gym

I bet you're flexing in the mirror right now, aren't you? Go ahead, I'll wait.

Hope you're not grunting too loud—people might think you're lifting the whole gym.

I can almost hear you counting reps under your breath. 8 more? You've got this, muscle man.

Is it weird that I'm a little jealous of the barbell? It gets all your attention.

You're probably drenched in sweat and looking like a superhuman. Don't forget to wipe down the machine, though.

I just imagined you doing one more set and whispering 'for her.' Did I call it?

If you're reading this between sets, you're officially distracted. Good. I win.

I love watching you push through that last rep even when your arms are shaking. That's real strength.

You don't have to set a PR every time. Just showing up and giving what you've got today is enough.

I know you're probably staring at the weight rack thinking you could do more. But you already did plenty.

The way you focus on your form, even when you're exhausted—that's what I admire most.

No need to prove anything to anyone. You're already the strongest person I know, inside and out.

I see how hard you work in there, not for the mirror, but for yourself. That's everything.

Take a breath between sets. You've earned it. I'm proud of you no matter what you lift.

I just imagined you flexing in the mirror when you think no one's watching. Hope you caught a glimpse of what I get to see later.

Bet you're making that face right now—the one where you bite your lip between reps. I know it by heart.

The way you grip the barbell? I'm picturing it. And now I'm a little distracted.

You probably think I don't notice the way you check yourself out after a set. I notice everything.

I'm counting down the minutes until you're done and I can see those arms in person. No rush, but hurry.

Every time you add more weight, I get a little prouder. And a little more impatient for you to come home.

I just watched a guy at the gym do a bicep curl wrong and thought, 'My boyfriend would do that way better.'

You're out there getting stronger, and I'm here getting more attracted. Fair trade, I think.

If you're currently grunting under a barbell, just know I'm cheering for you from the couch, where I'm eating a bag of chips without moving my arms.

I just tried to do one push-up in solidarity with you. I made it halfway down before I gave up and texted you instead.

Hope you're not reading this while holding something heavy. Actually, hope you are. That would be a great photo.

I think I saw your soul leave your body during that last set. It's fine, I'll catch it and put it back when you get home.

If you can hear this text over your own heavy breathing, you're not working hard enough. (Just kidding, please don't die.)

I just imagined you flexing in the mirror and whispering 'yeah, she's gonna love this.' You're not wrong.

The gym playlist is probably fire right now, but I bet my voice in your head is better. You're welcome.

I'm timing your rest between sets. You have 30 seconds left. Go lift something heavy and think of me.

I just thought of you mid-rep and smiled. No reason, just you.

Hope the gym is treating you well. I'm over here thinking about how cute you look when you're focused.

You're probably lifting something heavy right now. I'm lifting my phone to tell you I'm thinking of you.

I imagined you wiping sweat off your forehead and it made me smile. That's all.

No agenda, just wanted you to know you crossed my mind while I was folding laundry.

I bet the gym playlist is fire right now. I'm sending you a mental high-five.

Just a soft reminder that I'm here, thinking of you, while you crush your workout.

I saw a guy in a hoodie that looked like yours and it made me think of you. Hope your sets are going well.

Your gym bag is still in the hallway and I just tripped over it. Hope you got a good pump—now come hydrate and tell me about it.

I put a cold bottle of water and a towel on the counter for you. No rush, just know I'm thinking about you cooling down.

I can hear you stretching from the other room. That little grunt you do when you reach for your toes? It's cute. Come sit with me when you're ready.

Your protein shake is in the fridge. I even added a banana because I know you forget. You're welcome 😉

I saved you the spot on the couch with the good back support. Come collapse here and I'll rub your shoulders.

You smell like iron and hard work. I like it. But also please shower so I can hug you without getting chalk on my shirt.

Remember that time you tried to deadlift and your shorts ripped? I'm thinking of that every time I see a gym selfie now.

I bet you're doing that weird face you make when you're about to max out. The one that looks like you're solving a math problem in your sleep.

If you see a guy in a neon tank top, tell him his outfit reminds you of our trip to the arcade. He'll either get it or think you're weird.

I just heard a song from our road trip playlist and now I'm picturing you doing bicep curls to it. Please tell me you're not actually doing that.

You're probably re-racking your weights in alphabetical order again. I love that about you, even if it drives the gym staff crazy.

I hope you're not wearing that one shirt that makes you look like a confused tourist. You know the one—from the beach trip where you got sunburned in a pattern.