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The Lawn; Late Monday Afternoon [06/05].
Monday, June 5th, 2017 06:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
somethingwithturquoiseRealizing that most of her Fandom experience so far seemed to revolve around food, Summer came to a startling realization. All this eating and no extracurricular sports meant she would soon be facing her own Battle of the Bulge.
Thankfully, that was easily remedied. She found herself a soccer ball and headed oitside, setting to kicking the ball up and down the lawn after a few reps of sut-ups, push-ups, jumping Jacks and stetching. She wasn't great, but she wasn't bad, either, and she had one hell of a kick. She even managed to hit the tree she'd marked as a goal more often than not. Usually with resounding self-fanfare.
"She shoots, she scores! She's done it again, ladies and gents, Summer Smith, bringiNg home another World Cup for the US of A. The crowd is going wild! Whooooo! Yeaaah! Can't wait to see that face on the Wheaties box!"
A good hour of that, and she'd have lost the months worth of piggiNg out in sweat alone.
[[ open, of coirse! ]]
Thankfully, that was easily remedied. She found herself a soccer ball and headed oitside, setting to kicking the ball up and down the lawn after a few reps of sut-ups, push-ups, jumping Jacks and stetching. She wasn't great, but she wasn't bad, either, and she had one hell of a kick. She even managed to hit the tree she'd marked as a goal more often than not. Usually with resounding self-fanfare.
"She shoots, she scores! She's done it again, ladies and gents, Summer Smith, bringiNg home another World Cup for the US of A. The crowd is going wild! Whooooo! Yeaaah! Can't wait to see that face on the Wheaties box!"
A good hour of that, and she'd have lost the months worth of piggiNg out in sweat alone.
[[ open, of coirse! ]]