"Thanks for showing me the way, see you in a moment." She called back as she headed to the locker room. When she reemerged she was wearing black shorts, a bright green tank and her hair pulled up into a ponytail. She listened as the teacher described what the plan for the lesson was. She probably wouldn't have issues with the weight-lifting, or at least not as much as some others may, it was the endurance that troubled her. Sure, she occasionally jogged but flying was so much easier, it would definitely be that which let her down. Seeing the others walking over to the treadmills she followed, and began to work on the tasks given to them.

First she ran, and ran, but no longer than the average of the class, and then she stretched. So next was the weights. She had to be smart, sure she could pick up ridiculously heavy but it wouldn't be as impressive as she was struggling to even lift it a centimeter towards the end, so she settled for 500lbs. It was by no means effortless - she really ought to train with her strength more - but she got through it. And then more running. When she was finally finished her muscles ached and she gulped at her water but there was a definite sensation of pride.