Uncle Ray, who doubled as coach, called for combinations. Gary’s strikes, however, lacked motivation, especially with the biggest fight of his career on the horizon. “You seem drained,” Coach noted.
Ray suggested getting away from the gym. “What about a hot air balloon ride?” But Gary hated heights. “What about horseback riding?” But Gary didn’t trust large animals. “What about a weekend in the woods?” Sold.
City life was muted by the sea of forest. Turning the key to enter what felt like a secret getaway, he knew this was what he needed to rekindle the missing joy.
Word Count: 100
Prompted from the Friday Fictioneers at: https://rochellewisoff.com/2020/06/10/12-june-2020-2/.
Prompted from Crimson’s Creative Challenge at: https://crispinakemp.com/2020/06/10/crimsons-creative-challenge-83/.
Prompted from the Thursday Photo Prompt at: https://scvincent.com/2020/06/11/thursday-photo-prompt-secret-writephoto/.
Prompted from the Word of the Day Challenge at: https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2020/06/11/joy/.
Prompted from the Ragtag Daily Prompt at: https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2020/06/12/rdp-friday-uncle/.