Troy didn't really have much to do that day. They only had night classes and that meant there were at least eight hours to kill. They'd already been up for most of the morning but hadn't quite left bed. Their dysphoria kept them awake last night. To cure this, Troy smoked a bowl of whatever their roommate
Julian had on him. Normally their supplies didn't cross over, but Troy didn't have a job anymore and Julian was really generous and nice; he was the only guy within the housing arrangements that was cool enough with who Troy was to bunk with them. It didn't seem like much, but it went really far with Troy. That being said, they were out of bed now and needed their endorphins going. It left them with a dilemma, one they were contemplating the entire walk to the gym. The downside about most of their sports involving running was that they couldn't wear their binder while they did it; they had done it before and it resulted in chest pains, broken ribs, and a punctured lung.
The walk was nice and people occasionally threw out a greeting to them. Most people didn't know whether they were a boy or a girl, something that made their sports teams interesting. They played on the women's basketball team, but the school only had a male soccer team which they were on and track and field was neutral. People were either confused or just made assumptions that they accepted as the truth. Either option was fine with them. It was fun to fuck with people. So long as people weren't mean about it, they could usually stay in a pretty good mood about it. There were some days, but they were trying to avoid thinking about those as they changed in the gender-neutral bathroom; the coaches let them use it instead of either of the locker rooms.
They were dressed in two sports bras, basketball shorts, and a male tank top. Troy swallowed a little nervously as they walked towards the equipment. Their chest dysphoria wasn't pleasant, but the double sports bras were helping. There were treadmills that overlooked most of the gym since they were in a corner along the walls. Troy hopped on one and plugged in their music. There was a nice view at least... Most of the time people weren't in the gym. Working out wasn't really a priority in college for the general populace. They could understand it since most people didn't enjoy it. There were other hobbies that were much more enjoyable... but Troy was enjoying themselves. That was enough.