Caro

The mature woman would look at her own reflection once again. She was wearing a pair of long sweat pants and a sport bra right now. The American woman would bend forwards and grab some of the weights putting them back into the rack. How much she was envying the younger wresters right now. Being at the peak of their physical and mental abilities, being healthy and able to perform in the ring, while she was bound to the sidelines and the gym. The trainer would finish putting all the weights away before she would put her trainingsjaket back on, in a fitting black to her sport pants. The mature woman would turn around and look around in the gym. She was about to meet someone very special, someone she didn´t see in a long while. She was really looking forward to this.
caro would slowly walk away from the trainings equipment and towards the water fountain to refill her water bottle.