Akita caught the shell, kind of, and felt something tear in her back, but she was determined to show no weakness.  "Yes Master Roshi!" she said and got on the turtle shell as best as she could.  It had to be at least a hundred pounds!  [i]How am I supposed to deliver all of this milk before time runs out?[/i] Akita questioned herself internally.  She straightened up and raced to the milkman's house.  She decided it was better to burn herself out by running than drag on the torture for hours upon hours.  She swiped the box of milk from the ground shouting, "Thank you!"  Her calves burned as soon as she started going uphill, but she was in no mood to disappoint Master Roshi and the people waiting for their precious milk.  Relief flooded her when she hit the first house, but she knew it was only going to get harder from here.

Eventually she had to cross a log that bridged the gap between two parts of the mountain.  Sweat was dripping from her head, but when she realized she had to cross this even more sweat poured down.  [i]It's okay, Akita, you've made this every time!  Don't worry about anything![/i]  The young woman took a deep breath and slowly made her way across the log.  When she was halfway across, she could've sworn she felt it crack, so she sprung forward and barely landed on the edge of the grassy cliff.  She turned around and realized the log didn't crack, it didn't even move an inch.  "I guess I'm just paranoid," she chuckled.  Then it came to her that she was able to clear a five foot jump with the shell on her back.  "I guess his training has really been helping too."

It took Akita another two hours to finish.  When she finally made it to Roshi's house, a great relief rushed through her and she began to take off the shell.  She figured it was about eight (Just grabbing any number here XD) in the morning, but couldn't really tell.