False Start

The rest of my morning was about the longest I could ever remember. My public breakup with Melanie had only added to the gossip, leading to a day of whispers and… [See More on Patreon]

The one good thing about not training in the mornings, but just coaching the others, was that I didn’t need to catch a shower before class, which always made me rush to get from the field house to my first… [See More on Patreon]

QB practice had not been enough to calm me down. I stomped half the way home, just annoyed that everyone was taking out not getting to go to one party on me, like it was in any way my fault. Yes, I got invited, but I’d tried like… [See More on Patreon]

I watched Coach Holloway finish his conversation with Kenneth near the water station, waiting for him to head back toward the field house before making… [See More on Patreon]

I stumbled through the front door, my legs feeling like rubber after the five-mile run followed by a forty-five minutes of pushups, mountain climbers, crunches, and a host of other exercises. I’d stopped weekday workouts, since I didn’t want to get injured again, but I… [See More on Patreon]

Wednesday, Coach Moreno was back and would train me through the weekend and into early the following week. I was actually really excited. Working off his playbook with Coach Holloway was good, but even as gruff as he was to work with, I learned something almost every time he spoke. Honestly, I kind of treasured […]