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fandomhighdorms2008-05-14 02:19 pm
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The Camp Gym; Wednesday After Classes.
So, as it was, Cal had told himself that he was going to cut back, take it easy, quit the workout thing for a few days so that he wasn't constantly feeling as if someone had been pulling on his limbs like taffy, but...
There he was again, drifting into the gym and intent of killing an hour with weights. He rationalized this with himself in three ways: one, he had at least changed up the timing. People up early enough to be there in the morning were clearly motivated people, so they would do things like workout. By late afternoon, people were usually too lazy or busy, so he might have some quiet time. Secondly, he worked tomorrow. He knew he wouldn't be working out if he had work and an audition for that play thing to go to.
The third reason was simple. Explosing-shooting Santa Clauses demanded a little sweat and iron and regularity just to clear his head a bit.
Seriously.
[[ yeah, it's open, of course. ]]
There he was again, drifting into the gym and intent of killing an hour with weights. He rationalized this with himself in three ways: one, he had at least changed up the timing. People up early enough to be there in the morning were clearly motivated people, so they would do things like workout. By late afternoon, people were usually too lazy or busy, so he might have some quiet time. Secondly, he worked tomorrow. He knew he wouldn't be working out if he had work and an audition for that play thing to go to.
The third reason was simple. Explosing-shooting Santa Clauses demanded a little sweat and iron and regularity just to clear his head a bit.
Seriously.
[[ yeah, it's open, of course. ]]