He flinches and drops my hand if I touch his arm at the track or on a casual walk, and it honestly breaks my heart. We fell for each other two months ago, but he literally treats affection like a booked calendar invite. Unless it's our designated date night, he turns into a complete wall. Am I crazy for needing a spontaneous hug, or is he just not into me?

Take a breath: wanting an unscripted hug on a Tuesday does not make you needy, it makes you human. Right now, you’re dating someone who handles intimacy like interval training: high performance during designated sprint windows, strictly hands-off during the rest of the week. Running enthusiasts love discipline, but treating affection like a rigid shift schedule will make anyone feel frozen out. Some people compartmentalize hard to manage sensory overload, gym-bro modesty, or deeply ingrained control habits—while others just lack the emotional muscle memory for casual tenderness. Whatever is going on under his hood, you shouldn't have to wait for Friday night just to feel wanted without feeling guilty. Skip the guessing game and hand him some honesty: 'When you pull away from a simple touch outside our set dates, I feel shut out. I need everyday warmth to feel close—is spontaneous affection something you can offer, or does it overwhelm you?' A relationship can definitely respect personal pace, but you signed up for a lover, not an appointment with a touch dispenser.