Walking-training

You went to the Fitness-building, which was of all things across half of the campus. Your feet hurt like hell when you got there. You entered the exercise room, like instructed and looked for the instructor. "Excuse me, I'm looking for Ms. Hall?" You asked the first person you came across.

She was a young woman with long black hair she was just putting into a ponytail. She wore a dark-blue and light-green sports bra, gray yoga pants and normal sneakers. Her body looked very fit without much muscles and her breasts weren't very big, but all in all she looked quite sexy.

"Oh, you must be one of out new interns, right?" She responded and looked at you with a beautiful smile. "I'm Rita Hall. I'm here to help you with your fitness." She looked over you. "Do you have some sportswear with you?"

"Back in my room." You replied.

She sighed. "Then please bring it with you the next time. For today this will do." She began walking and you followed her. "Here our students train to get or stay in shape. Some of them do it as their afternoon activities, so they could become a fitness-girl like me. Others come here in their free time." You passed workout equipment used by other girls, all looking like they were quite fit.

Finally Ms. Hall kept staying. "This is your equipment for today." It was a treadmill. All the treadmills beside it were used, but as you looked at the girls, you noticed some of them not walking or running in sneakers, but in high heels.

"You can't expect me to use this thing with these on." You pointed to your own heels.

"You are right, these weren't made for sports and would need quite some training before you could run in them." Rita Hall bent down and picked up something standing beside the treadmill. "But these would do." She was holding a pair of black sneakers, only that they had a wedges heel instead of the usual flat sole.

"You can't mean." You protested, but already knew you had no chance of winning.