Crush update: I'm a loser

So I went to the gym tonight for some ass-firming and good-natured stalking. I show up. No sign of Gym Boy. I get on the stationary bike in front of the main desk. 12 minutes into my cycling, he walks in and passes right in front of my bike.

Do I say hello? No. Do I smile? No. What do I do? I quickly lower my head and then wait until I'm out of his line of vision to check him out. I suck.

I spent a good portion of my workout in his area. On the few occasions eye contact was made, I quickly looked away. I finished my workout long before he did and had no choice but to leave.

I don't know what's wrong with me. I'm shy when it comes to making friends. Interacting with coworkers. Public speaking. Mingling at parties. One thing I have never been shy about is boys that I like. I think at this point, my only hope is running into him outside of the gym. Which shouldn't be hard – he lives about 5 blocks away. Somehow, though, it never happens. Sigh.