Author's Note: And here we have another regularly scheduled drabble. Not much to say up here. Enjoy!


Her legs were burning.

Dammit, she thought, snapping her leg forward for what felt like the millionth time.

874, she thought. Not nearly a million.

She had been going like this for an hour. Kicking at nothing, switching feet every hundredth kick. Sweat poured off her, running down her face and arms and the small of her back.

She didn't have to do a thousand kicks every time. She could have gotten away with a hundred and been happy.

But whenever her jerk brain doubted him, doubted his feelings for her...

A thousand kicks taught her jerk brain a lesson.


Author's Note: Sometimes you just have to find the best method of shutting your jerk brain up.

Until next time...