The gym, Friday morning
It took Jaina all of an couple hours to get over yesterday, and so this morning it was back to her normal routine. The way she figured, she'd vented and now she could get to work on repressing. Maybe the repression was why she wasn't paying attention to any bad feelings, or maybe she was just far too used to them.
She hadn't had much time at all in the gym this week, which she decided she needed to fix by starting out with some time on the treadmill and then heading for the bag. She'd probably head to the flight shed later, but for now she was happy getting sweaty. Not dirty.
[Okay that did not take half as long as I thought it did. Will be in and out but around so open yay!]
She hadn't had much time at all in the gym this week, which she decided she needed to fix by starting out with some time on the treadmill and then heading for the bag. She'd probably head to the flight shed later, but for now she was happy getting sweaty. Not dirty.
[Okay that did not take half as long as I thought it did. Will be in and out but around so open yay!]