hanging on - {blitz/open}

Up, down. Forty-eight. Up, down. Forty-nine. Up, down. Fifty. Breathing a sigh that was half exhaustion and half relief, Avery released her grip on the branch, letting her slender fingers loosen around the rough bark. Her shoes hit the ground with a thud; she wasn't in the mood to attempt a more graceful landing, even though she probably could have done it if she'd tried. Right now, she was too tired, and her arms were burning like hell despite the freezing cold weather. In the summer, Avery's early workouts were a lot more fun, when her muscles weren't so tense from the chill of the wintry morning air. Twisting the cap off her water bottle, she took a few gulps before dropping it back on the ground.

Hugging her aching arms into her chest, Avery sat down on the ground and let herself fall back into the grass. The frost-covered turf sent a cold shock through her body as it brushed up against her bare neck and tickled her cheeks. Other days, Avery would have wished for a heavy winter coat instead of the sweater she was wearing, but seeing as she'd just finished fifty pull-ups, she welcomed the ice and the diamond frosting that covered the grass. Each shallow breath that escaped from her lips rose in a cloud of steam, and once her lungs relaxed a little she tried to puff out rings like those her grandfather made when he smoked his pipe, to no avail. So instead, she blew streams of vapor, watching them appear and disappear in the frosty air.

{ooc- It's a blitz, but if you have a muse attack or something, I'm totally cool with longer posts. Open to anyone and anything, just looking to develop my character.}

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