The locker room was nicer than anything she had ever seen before. It was startling to be in a locker room that was more attractive than any building that she had seen in her hometown. In Idaho there was hardly anything that looked similar to this and it was just another moment where she realized how little she had seen the world and how insignificant she was in this race.
It was hard for her to swallow, but as she started to dress down, feeling the cool air kissing her body, she didn’t waste time looking at the décor or the other contestants. In fact, all she looked at were the clothes in front of her. They were all given the same thing to work with. She was given a sports bra, panty shorts, yoga pants, a white shirt, socks, shoes that fit perfectly, and a band to tie her hair back with.
