Hang on, training starts this morning

Ugh there goes your chance to sleep in. Your mind recalls what Flick said yesterday and you groan into your pillow. Fitness is coming, you never liked running, mostly because it sucks but also cause any girl with a D cup or bigger risks getting smacked in the face by her own boobs. However, with your rack now sitting nicely this might not be as much issue. This won’t make you any better at running but maybe it will be more bearable.

You quickly grab some toast and make your way down to the courts. You aren’t late or the last there but there is a worrying look on Bec’s face that makes her look a little like a drill sergeant waiting to punish a bunch of newbies. Your fears are confirmed as an extremely tired looking Flick rolls in 2 minutes late and you hear.

“Late, on the first day of training, that’s setting a bad example to the new girls, we can’t have that.”

“Bec don’t do it, please just let me off this once.”

She gives Flick a look of pity before addressing all three of you, “Listen up from now on being late to training or a gym session means punishment, not just for you but the whole team. If you have a legit issue you can message me or Miss Simmons once she comes back next week, since it’s the first training of the year I’ll let you off,”

You watch a hopeful smile appear on Flick’s face,

“So for today only Flick has to do the 30 burpees”

All signs of hope are dashed, she turns and walks off. “Bitch.”

“Welcome back to training Flick. Now the pair of you start warming up, she will be done with those shortly and we can begin. Just so you know I wasn’t kidding about coming late to training being punishment, Miss Simmons is normally the coach/manager and she is a lot harsher than me, I would not advise getting on her bad side.”

You shoot a quick glance at Scarlett who has abandoned her normal standoffish look to also look a bit concerned

Flick quickly does her burpees and then the **** begins.

Apparently after a quick warm up and stretch you set off on a ‘short’ run. The length is only about 1.5km but keeping up with Bec and Flick is hard. From there its back to the courts where it’s a quick round of push ups and squats. Again, you curse your holiday laziness as your arms feel like they are about to give out after 10 pushups.

“Come on girls’ chest to ground, no half reps.”

“Easier for some of us,” Flick whispers.

“You jealous?” Scarlett smiles.

“Nope, cause next we have star jumps.”

You watch Scarlett’s face fall noticeably as Bec confirms that the next exercise will indeed be star jumps. This exercise used to cause you all sorts of issues as well but thanks to the magic of the AMA it's just not an issue anymore.

You proceed to watch for the next 3 minutes as Scarlett’s tits bounce everywhere, to the point where she finishes them one armed, the other across her chest trying to prevent herself being slapped in the face. You also see her face getting progressively redder as she notices the huge smile on Flick’s face.

After star jumps it's sit ups and then finally you can start playing tennis. It doesn’t take long before you realise Flick was right yesterday when she said Bec would destroy you. She moves well, her serve is good, and she plays well from the baseline, her volleys are garbage, but you imagine she avoids the net if she can help it.

The tennis is mostly uneventful, you all play like you are pretty rusty and with the exception of Bec no one stands out too much. You finish your training session and flick and Bec head off immediately to their next class, this again leaves you and Scarlett heading off to the showers.