Chapter Four
Sweat dripped down Sarai’s face as she pumped her arms and marched in time to the beat. Coordination was not her strong suit. Unless it had to do with accessorizing.
Her latest blog post had been on pairing the right bracelet with the right lip gloss and then moving day to night with the look. It had garnered her over a thousand likes in an hour. She was now a quarter hour into the new aerobic phase of her life and beads of sweat were her only companion.
Sarai’s heart pounded as she tried to mimic the so-called easy movements of the skinny women in scant spandex on the screen. This workout promised it was simple enough for the very beginningist of beginners to succeed. So far she was succeeding, even if out of breath.
“Now, deep breath in,” said the cheery leader on the sc
