"Ready. Set. Go!" John yelled.
Sam took off down the track. Smaller than Dean meant he was lighter. His initial sprint carried him a quarter way around the track. The rest of the challenge would just be a matter of outpacing Dean. He stole a glanced back at Dean.
Dean was barely a few feet away from the starting like, walking lightly. Sam stopped in place.
"What the Hell, Dean?" Sam shouted.
"Exercise is stupid!" Dean yelled back.
The truth was Dean embarrassed his little brother was much faster. It wasn't fair. Dean was older. Stronger. He should have won.