The familiar buzz of the overhead lights calms me and reminds me that I’m still the same Sydney I was yesterday. Stretching on the springy mat feels good. I’m not only sore from missing yesterdays work-out, but from my other activities. I decide to work on floor exercise today since I’m alone. No equipment to fall off of, plus, Sam and I had added a new tumbling pass that I’m just getting used to for Nationals. I’m hoping to iron out some of the kinks and impress him in the morning. I pound out one pass after another, until I’m about to drop from exhaustion. I decide to take a little break and grab my water bottle. It’s near lunch time. I picture Quinn and Tessa still sleeping. Trevor probably drove back out to the lake house and passed back out after dropping me off at my car. I try to block the images from last night out long enough to get in a couple more tumbling runs. “You made it!” Sam exclaims, startling me. “Of course I did, I told you I would,” I say. I wipe the sweat from my brow and smile.
