There was no sprint to the finish; he felt every arduous crank as he pulled into his driveway. The first chair he locked eyes with received his attention.
Getting back into any shape other than round was still a high priority, but Ayla distracted his thoughts by yanking open the fridge.
“Can you give me a ride to the auto parts store?”
The opportunity to get locked into a confined space with his daughter—even if it was just a ten-minute drive—gave him a second wind.
Robert opened his laptop to send a few messages.
Word Count: 100
Prompted from 100 Word Wednesday at: https://bikurgurl.com/2020/11/18/100-word-wednesday-week-174-on-bikurgurl-com-join-us-as-we-weave-our-100-words-using-the-this-weeks-image-what-100-words-will-you-write/.