This week with Arlene and Jeff:
...Within a few seconds, she had them going again. A little later, she allowed them to walk for a hundred steps. "I'll count our steps aloud, but when I reach a hundred, we will jog again. No excuses. The next step after one hundred will be a jogging one. See the white marker on the tree a hundred yards or so on down the road? That's mile marker number one. At the marker, we'll turn back uphill. Don't even think about it being uphill. Just lean a little forward and tough it out. You can make it. We will not stop as we turn to go back. Understood?"
She thought they had all gasped out something that sounded like agreement. After they made the turn at the mile marker and started back uphill, Morales tried to chuckle before gasping out. "You are going to kill my ass."
"Oh, poo. In a few days, you'll laugh about it. You're just using muscles that you rarely stress as much. Stamina will come; just keep at it. Positive attitude. Positive attitude. I will make it. I will make it," she chanted.
A few minutes later, she allowed them to walk for a hundred steps again.
"You had better have a coffin waiting when we get back to that driveway," he gasped out, his words spaced out and barely recognizable.
The women were struggling almost as much as Morales, but they didn't waste breath trying to talk.
"I don't think I can run another step," Morales gasped out after a few minutes of silence.
"We haven't run the first step - yet," Diana assured him...
Have a goodun;
Roust