 Post 1: Execution YesJess! | Captain Goggles | Mama Badger | Eva's Soul Sister | An OG™ | It's all in the Numbers
Early in the morning, as per usual, Skylar headed out for her morning jog this time deciding to run laps around the pitch. Only problem was that she was blanking on the distance it was around the pitch. She knew it took her about thirty minutes for her usual two mile jog around the grouds so she was going to have use that as judgement and hopefully track her laps so she could know.
Starting off to a slow jog she slowly began to pick up speed as she rounded the curves and back at the start. Huh. Barely took five minuted which made sense because now that she thought about - as jogging tended to clear her head - a quidditch pitch was only maybe two-tenths of a mile around. Which meant what? Ten laps? Maybe she should revise her execution to include more laps in the same amout of time instead of adding the intensity stuff.
As she rounded around for the eighth and ninth and tenth time... Skylar glanced at her wrist watch. As predicted about the same amount of time and yet it seemed more exhaustive perhaps because she was running in circles? She would have to continue and see what happened ... because she definitely never felt so exhausted when she flew laps.
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