My legs feel like spaghetti noodles as I struggle to walk up
the stairs, wiping my face with a towel. I've never been used to going
to the gym by myself this much but Mom insists that training every
day will help make me stronger, and I don't like it when she's angry
at me. Daddy doesn't like when she makes me train so much and
says I should be playing with the other thirteen-year-olds instead of
working myself into the ground.