Gemotions

The sun beat down on the dusty track. Aisha, normally energized, felt a strange… lethargy. She was a pole vaulter, the thrill of the jump a core part of her being. The coach, “Aisha, you need to focus on discus," caused her stomach to churn.

She picked up the discus, the weight feeling… heavy. The throwing motion felt awkward, clumsy. She missed the vertical climb, the feeling of flight. She found herself watching the pole vaulters, their graceful arcs a stark reminder of her lost sport.

The discus, usually a symbol of strength and focus, felt like a burden. The throws felt… lacking. The ground felt hard. The feeling was like… being shackled.