angel reese|first day of summer
i woke up to the sound of my alarm. yes, i have to wake up early on the first day of summer. my dad told me to get ready for a training, but he didn't say who we were training with. i made the assumption that it was just gonna be the two of us. i got out of my bed and went to the bathroom. i took a long hot shower, brushed my teeth, then washed my face. i then went into my wardrobe and wore my practice shorts under black nike joggers. i then put on my nike sports bra and a hoodie on top. after i was done getting ready, i got my duffle bag and went downstairs. i still had time to eat breakfast, so i ate a fruit cup, greek yogurt, and a bottle of water.
"you ready," my dad asked as he made his way down the stairs.
"yep," i said as i washed the last of my dishes.
"bye you two," my mom said.
"bye, love you," we both replied.
we then got in the car and headed to our destination. i was expecting for us to go to my dads gym, but we went a different route. i didn't think anything of it.
destination arrival...
soon enough, we parked in a parking lot. when i sat up, we were at my school.
"wh-why are we here," i asked as i put my airpods in their case.
"just come on," he replied as he grabbed my duffle bag and locked the car door.
when we walked into the gym of my school, the boys basketball team was sitting on the benches.
"alright guys, here's coach reese and his daughter. they'll be helping y'all train this summer for our upcoming season. floor is yours," the boys basketball coach asked.
"alright alright, i wanna start by saying this training won't be easy...at all. my daughter angel has been doing these almost all her life, so she'll be helping over the next few months."
months? awl baby nawl.
i grabbed my duffle bag and went into the girls locker room. i looked all through my bag for a shirt, but there wasn't one in there. i decided i would just suffer the heat, and train in a hoodie.
note to self: keep an extra tee in my practice bag.
i walked back out into the gym, all eyes were on me.
"uh angel, i'll be right back. lead them in a stretch and start warmups."
i know this nigga aint leaving me with all these dudes
"okay. just follow me i guess," i said as i made my way to the gym floor."
after stretches, we started doing warmups.
"aight. we'll start with 30 jumping jacks, 25 up downs, 20 sit ups, then 15 push ups."
"that's it," one of the players asked laughing.
"nah. we'll do that 4 times, then we got more stuff. but we'll do it when my dad gets back."
"oh okay."
just as we finished our last set of push ups, my dad walked back in.
"looking good guys. what all have they gotten through?"
"stretches and four sets of starting warmups," i said as i grabbed my water bottle.
"oh nah, y'all move slow. we finna get this thang moving," my dad said as he got his whistle out.
