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Claudette climbed out of her truck, slamming the door shut. A tall black pick up truck, battered with time and weather, with a wench at the back. It was her dad's old truck, moved into her possession when he got too old to maintain it.But she didn't mind the hard work of messing around and getting messy with cars and vehicles. It kept her busy when she wasn't working on trying to bodybuild.
But she wasn't riding around tonight for work, tonight was a 'Me' night. She was out at the woods for her evening run, the cool air, the beaten path, it was perfect conditions for her. Calmer than the gym, and she didn't need to dwell on mechanic's work or her bills at the house. Or her shop taxes.
She pushed herself to focus, working through her stretches and picked up her water flask, charging inti the moonlit paths. Charging to lose her worries and just focus on herself.
But she wasn't riding around tonight for work, tonight was a 'Me' night. She was out at the woods for her evening run, the cool air, the beaten path, it was perfect conditions for her. Calmer than the gym, and she didn't need to dwell on mechanic's work or her bills at the house. Or her shop taxes.
She pushed herself to focus, working through her stretches and picked up her water flask, charging inti the moonlit paths. Charging to lose her worries and just focus on herself.