Post by Jessu on Aug 30, 2023 12:46:07 GMT
Legs for days, and an attitude to match~!
Enoshima Eri
The annual fitness test… Clad in a mix of red and white and no small amount of stripes to go along with them, Enoshima Eri looked ahead to the long road which stretched out in front of herself with a bit of a sigh as she scrutinized the track which would take them from the school and down along the nearest riverbank and around again for a journey of a few kilometres, and was an expectation of completion for anyone in PT be they freshman or senior.
Inspired. An ordeal which was barely timed or monitored by anyone and as such seeming to draw a mixture of opinion, some seemed to see it as an chance to goof off and strong along with the barest degree of effort while others viewed it more seriously yet with apprehension for the intimidation it presented to them, but right now all that the leggy lass saw in such a task was tedium. Not that she was particularly predisposed toward showing it, of course.
I suppose it saves me some cardio at least…? Hardly a marathon runner of course but all the same making a habit of keeping herself conditioned enough that a distance like this one was something which she did on the regular, from a more balanced perspective the blonde knew that she should have been grateful for the chance to engage in a little aerobic exercise on the school's time rather than her own, but even point of views weren't something she often seemed to subscribe to.
Still… This is barely more than a light sweat for me…? Instead only feeling constrained by the activity or perhaps the mere fact that she was making a specific effort to avoid outperforming the majority of her peers, Miss Enoshima knew all too well that showing what she was really capable of was going to lead to offers from clubs and attention from parties she did not particularly seem to relish, but all the same with her pulse barely above rest point and breathing steady she couldn't help but feel rather bored.
Perhaps not helped by the fact that she had seemed to settle into a rhythm with a group of her classmates who seemed far more interested in gossiping about things which seemed just as frivolous as the 'competition' here, while she offered smiles and nods and the occasional word of agreement for all intents and purposes she felt like she was running alone even in this crowd, and as such found herself restricted by the fact that she had to hold her pace back to the lowest common denominator.
Can't help but wanna push myself a bit harder…? This only making her itch more and more to simply rev that internal throttle and show not the world but rather herself what she was capable of, with the knowledge that staying true to who she was only going to invite greater scrutiny it was more and more enticing to take the path of the delinquent and just toss the whole thing off, and perhaps go find somewhere to relax before taking a shortcut to the end? If only she'd had the forethought to put her credit card in her pocket, eh…?
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