Amaya runs into a gym class

Amaya hugged her chest as she walked, her gaze fixed on the ground. The grass was not unpleasant to walk over. It was softer than asphalt and cooler than the sand of the beach, but she was keen to avoid tripping on hidden roots and rocks or stepping on one of the many piles of mud strewn around the forest floor.

“Ugh… I hope I don’t run into anyone else…” Amaya mused. “That was enough embarrassment for one day, thank you very much.” As if answering her wish, a dense fog rolled upon the forest, shrouding the woods in a dense blanket of white.

“…huh. Thanks, nature? I would say we are even, but we both know that’s not true. Can you do me a solid and fly a dress to me? Oh, better still! Can I find a long-forgotten treasure buried under my feet?”

Amaya crouched down, poking at the dirt between her feet. There was nothing there but dirt and grass. “Pfft, of course. Thanks for nothing, I guess…” Standing up, Amaya tried to take another step forward, but the mist shrouded a root near her ankle, and she tripped on it.

“Aaah!” Amaya stumbled forward, taking quick steps to avoid falling to the floor. She started to jog a couple of steps before regaining her balance. “Yesh, sorry nature. I’m not going to badmouth you again… At least I didn’t get caught by anyone…”

“Terrible form, girl. If you want to jog, you have to keep your arms at your side, not spread them like you are trying to emulate an airplane.”

“Huh?”

Amaya turned around. There was a whole line of people staring at her cute little tooshie. They were all athletic men and women wearing tank tops, shorts, and sneakers. Surprisingly, they were sweating worse than she was. If she had to guess, they were a gym class that went outdoors for an exercise session in nature.

A blonde woman with muscles so defined that they looked sculpted on her body was in front of the class, staring down at Amaya with barely contained apathy. She was probably the instructor.

“And honestly? Running naked like it’s 500 BC? The Greeks had it wrong. It’s too distracting to exercise with everything flopping in the air. Especially for someone of your… physique.” The group started laughing, some heartily, others with a **** chuckle.

“H-hey!” Amaya quickly crossed her arms, grabbing her perky chest. “Excuse me for having some tits!”

“I meant your muscles, girl.” The woman squeezed Amaya’s forearms. “They are weak and flabby.”

“T-they aren’t that b-bad. I’ll let you know that I work out! Occasionally!”

The woman lifted an eyebrow. “Clearly not enough. I would invite you to stay, but I can see that you don’t have anything on you to pay for the class, so please go away. We are about to start the Forest Ranger training, and you are in the way.”

“Gladly. Me and my flabby limbs will not offend you anymore.” Turning her nose up, Amaya kept walking. Her heart was burning with a combination of anger, indignation, and a bit of embarrassment. If that was how the average trainer behaved, she was not going to enroll in CrossFit, no matter how much her mother insisted.

Event: The Workout Interruption

While streaking near a public gym, you accidentally disrupt an outdoor fitness class.

Effect: Lose 2 DP as instructors and participants struggle to contain their laughter.