Then we all collapsed, rolled off each other, and worked on breathing for a time. Deni rolled towards me and hugged me in a way that was more emotional and needy than usual. Maybe there were tears, I am not sure. It was maybe ten minutes before we managed to stir ourselves. We dragged ourselves to the shower for a quick rinse off, we were all covered with sweat and we needed to cool down in the shower.

After we dried off we made our way to the kitchen for energy drinks, fruit and these things my cook made that were like "Hot Pockets" but were real croissant dough wrapped...