Your dad was a coach for the athletic team in your school. His assisant was sick so he called you for replacement. You stood beside him as he explained the warm out.

"Remember its a warm out, not a competition, but I dont want to see no slacking, got it!?" He sneered the last part.

The boys stood on the track, and when your dad blew the whistle they sprinted, doing a lap in record score.

Your dad clapped as they made their way to finish where they started off. They all seemed to look at you.