The sports duffle bag hung over her shoulder and tapped against her hip with every other step taken towards the track and field. Phaedra busied herself with pulling her long blond tendrils up into a ponytail as she arrived at the line of benches on the side of the track. The bag fell to the ground as she lowered herself onto the cool, metal bench. She grabbed an elastic headband from the side pocket and slipped it over her head then pulled the one side over her face to hold back her bangs. It was quiet out here, quite the opposite of school life. As she sat there for a moment, her gaze shifted over her bare, tan legs. The muscles were mostly hidden, but they would show up once she began jogging. Phaedra had been working hard for the past six months to regain her strength and stamina back after her surgery.

A soft sigh escaped through her parted rosy lips. She reached over and took out the knee brace form the bag. A thought of frustration and pain crossed her mind as she strapped it over her right knee. The scar was still there, and it still stood out against her leg. It had been a little under a year since she had undergone surgery. Phaedra pulled out the water from her bag, and her iPod. She took a swig of the water and tossed it back into her bag. Quickly, she strapped the iPod onto her upper arm and stuck the earbuds into her ears. After pressing play, the music seeped from the earphones and succeeded to soothe her mind. Compared to most girls, Phaedra had long legs. But she was still shorter than the average girl in school. yet not by much.

The light gray short-sleeve shirt was tight on her torso, revealing the curves of her slender upper body. Clinging to her uppermost thighs, the black shorts revealed most of her legs, yet weren't revealing enough to classify as 'skimpy.' Deciding to just go ahead and be safe, she pulled out a small bottle of Advil and dumped two into her palm. It would relieve the pain that would come later. She took them easily and followed them with water. Finally, she was able to begin stretching.
"If only I didn't have to put up with this shit."

She muttered quietly, her mind attempting to relapse back to the day this all started. Her emerald eyes stared out in space as she found herself back in that position. As the moment of impact replayed in her mind, she winced and closed her eyes. Tears rimmed her stunning emerald eyes, but she whiped them away as she shook her head to rid off the oncoming memories. It was still hard to remember that day without stirring up emotions.

To put the memories off for now, she began stretching in the grass next to the track. First with her upper body, then with her legs. She would bite her bottom lip as she stretched out her right leg, but she tried her best to hide any clue of pain. When she was done, Phaedra moved over to the track and walked a half a lap just to warm up. "Four laps for today, just one mile. That should be enough."

Phaedra vocalized to herself, knowing there was probably no one around to hear her. As she began jogging, her soft vocals sang along quietly. But she sang only loud enough for anyone standing directly beside her to hear her sweet melody. Her mind focused on setting an even pace. Her strides were long, but uneven slightly just to relieve some of the tension on her right leg.