Tina turned around and Bette could see she was trying not to cry.  “Tina, what is it?”  Tina was so sick of feeling this way about soccer and her glory days.  “Nothing Bette, it was just a long time ago after college.  I tried out for WUSA women’s united soccer association.  Anyway, I made it and well the pay was shitty, so I declined.  I miss being that person, I could of made money as a soccer player..fuck, no money no investors.  A loss to women and girls dreams and when I was in LA I had thought I was gonna do both, indie films and soccer.  Nope.”  Bette wasn’t sure what to say, so she was just going to try?

“Tina, it’s hard for us women to make a stand.  You are an amazing soccer player.  You could go pro in EU or?  South America?”  Tina agreed “Yea, well sometimes you have to be a grown up and do work stuff first.  I am not regretting, just very passionate about it.  Sorry.”  Bette went over and hugged Tina.  “It’s ok Tina, life happens.  Lets finish up and go for that work out you want.”  Bette slapped her ass and they ate and chatted about their day.

“TINA!…wait dammit!  You cheated!”  Bette was so pissed that Tina out ran her for the second time during their run. 

“Haha Porter!  I got you!”  Tina wagged her tongue at Bette. 

“Tina be nice!  I swim dammit!”  Bette thought her lungs were going to collapse.  She was an Olympian for fucks sake.  She swore to herself.  “Porter get your ass in gear, she isn’t that much younger than you!”  With that with all her might, Bette finally pulled ahead of Tina and Tina with a wide smile and laugh, slapped Bette’s ass.  “ I knew you had the stamina babe.  Go go go go..haha watch out!”  Just like that Tina pulled ahead and ate it.

“OW..!  My knew oh god hahaha! Karma!”  Bette was freaked at how Tina fell and came running over. 

“Tina!  You’re bleeding baby!”  Bette was about to faint from the gash on Tina’s knee.  “Oh, god, gonna be sick…bleh!”  Bette looked pale and Tina became more concerned about Bette than her wounds.