After the last couple of days, between everything that happened on the planet, the alien bug attacks on the ship, and arguing with the Captain, Heather needed a chance to vent. Preferably before it was at some helpless crewman who put a beaker in the wrong location. There weren’t a ton of options on the Sojourner, and she wasn’t interested in hearing someones opinion on her shooting, just for the chance to shoot some targets, so that really just left the gym.

Having changed into workout clothes and pulled her hair back into a ponytail, it wasn’t long before she stalked into the gym. Grabbing a towel off of the shelf by the door, she made her way over to one mats along one wall to start off stretching. She might be frustrated, but getting hurt would only make it worse in the long run.

Sufficiently warmed up, she stepped onto one of the treadmills. Throwing her towel over the railing, she took a quick drink from her water bottle before setting off on a slow jog to start. Over the next couple of minutes she built up her speed to a decent run. While it was not as nice as running outside, something about the repetitive motion was soothing to her. It was a type of meditation in its own way, allowing her to clear her mind and focus just on the run.

Cmdr. Grace - XO / CSO