I was not ready. My breath caught in my throat as I pushed my legs hard. I didn’t want to be at the very back, but I was. During PE, I always lead the group, doing a 5k run was nothing to me, but jogging around this field for a twentieth lap left me defeated.
“Alright, come in.” Bloodworth’s voice rang loud and clear over the sound of my heart beat. The group turned in from the lap and came to sit in front of the teacher. I tried not to show how exhausted I was, but the way I flopped on my butt probably gave it away. I could feel my chest heaving as I tried to catch my breath, the taste of blood thick in my mouth as Sophia passed me her water bottle, which I gladly took.
I watched as the instructor showed us a few moves on Maximus, things we were going to practice. They seemed easy and
