But now they only had themselves to blame for all this.
They could have advanced step by step, but they insisted on reaching the heavens in a single stride by seeking Glenn Hutchinson. She would never have done such a thing before, but faced with such circumstances, she had no choice but to grit her teeth and endure.
Because, she would always gain something.
Winter was gradually approaching, daylight was also slowly getting pushed back, and Flossie Wright and Becca Reyes, carrying thirty kilograms of stone on their backs, were slowly running on the track.
As time slowly passed, their pace gradually slowed, until they were eventually running slower than walking.
Glenn Hutchinson casually sat on the stone steps, holding a timer to time both of them while also observing their running rhythm.
