[hr][Center][h1][color=39b54a]Henry[/color][/h1][/center][hr]
 
The jog over to the gym was honestly what Henry needed to start to unwind. After spending a few years training he learned to make exercising his stress relieve. However it seemed that with his classes straining him more than usual, the stress was mounting quicker then Henry could dissipate it. It felt nice to break up his usual cycle of translating during lunch.
 
Henry stopped his jogging and pulled out his phone as he approached the gym.[color=39b54a] "I need to put a reminder to translate my notes when I get home"[/color] Henry spoke aloud, he had a habit of saying what he types on his phone. The habit worsened as he started to translate more frequently.

As Henry entered the Gym he saw most of the people sitting on the benches and a girl running laps. Henry, still being a bit drained, thought that you had to do laps before you could sit.[color=39b54a] I guess that makes sense[/color] as he rubbed his chin like he just solved a mystery. With that Henry began to start running laps. It occurred to him in his 2nd lap he didn't know how much he actually needed to run. Asking in English was out of the option for Henry as the thought of thinking of language was aggravating for him at the moment. He was stuck in a loop of wanting to ask and not wanting to think. Eventually he just projected his voice toward Mr. Cinter [color=39b54a]"How many laps do I have left?"[/color] in German. He didn't know if Mr. Cinter, or anyone in the gym, knew German. He prayed that someone in the gym would answer or he might just keep running laps until lunch was over.