That night set a pattern for the rest of my break. I ran in the mornings for Coach Grath and worked at Manny’s in the evenings. I didn’t run as much as I had that first time, but when I reported my time and distance the next day, he blinked. It wasn’t much of a reaction, but as I started to get to know my coach over the next week, I realized that had been a huge reaction for him. He pushed me to beat my times each day until I told him that I was on my feet the rest of the day at my job. So, then he told me to beat my times on the days I didn’t work, which I planned to do anyways. I was already salivating for my next day off.
“Hey, baby girl.”
Heather broke my reverie, and I jerked the dishwasher head so it sprayed all over me. “Ah!” I dropped it and jumped back. As it twisted from the co
