Truth be told, if anyone had told him back home he'd be teaching people how to run, he would have laughed in their faces, but he had to admit his class seemed to be going well. The idea had started when Cissie asked for help surviving her Cardio class, but actually teaching was something he never thought he'd enjoy, let alone be good at. Now here
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All things considered, she was probably a little too advanced for the class, but she found she was still picking up things she hadn't known before so that alone made it all worthwhile. Every little bit she could pick up that would help herself survive the cardio class was a good thing.
Her cool down at an end, she stood where she was on the sand, feeling the sweat coming down her face and back and not caring. She was tired and needed a shower but she felt fantastic. Really fantastic.
"I think I might really love this class," she murmured to no one in particular.
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After her cool down was finished, she stood in the sand and looked out at the ocean, stretching her arm over her head as she tried to sort out her plans for the rest of the night.
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"As for shoes, I know the feeling. Wouldn't it be nice if the island would snag us a decent cobbler or something? At least then things could be improved or refitted.
"But don't judge yourself in comparison to the others. The only person you need to measure against is yourself. All I'm asking you to do is keep trying, keep improving, learning what you can and can't ask your body to do."
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That wasn't to say that the class wasn't a challenge: quite the contrary, the first week of class left her leg muscles sore for nearly a day, but atleast she could feel herself getting better.
The que to cool down still came at a relief, as Felicity could feel her legs siezing up as soon as she was allowed to stop. Inspite of having it in a ponytail, a few wisps of redhair seemed to stray all over the place, and it was a matter of going between stretching, and trying to re set it in it's hair tie.
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"You know, I did ask you to say something if you were starting to hurt," Bart said, smiling ruefully at himself. "You okay?"
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"I'm fine, really I am." She said, easing out of a stretch. "Not nearly as sore as I was the first time around."
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In Bart's class, she could let everything go and narrow her focus to the length of her stride, the sound of ragged breathing loud in her ears, and the pound of feet against the trails and shore.
"This was perfect, exactly what I needed." She grins, flushed, as she lifts one of her legs in a stretch. "Thanks for inviting me."
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It wasn't quite up to a proper training run without the traps, but it was still great.
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It was another reason why he hadn't fallen in with the police or the task force, besides his youth and discomfort around firearms. "I really don't want to risk any more damage to my knee because I did something I shouldn't."
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"So. It seems you have a number of girls in your class. You dog you."
Really, there was a time or two when he'd had all - or just one - girl, but...it had been Karen. Not all girls his own age.
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"Besides, I know how you feel about sweat."
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