The Gym, Monday evening

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While Dick had been keeping up with his workouts pretty well if in a largely handwavey fashion, but the one thing had really been lacking was some fight training. That's why he was at the punching bag tonight. He was focusing on simple punches (no kicks, no throwing stuff at the bag from across the room...) since he didn't want to get too fancy in public. What he really needed to do one of these times was get out to the abandoned warehouse district late at night and workout there.

He'd have to do some recon of that area first, though. That might be a project for later in the week. So for now, punching.

[OOC: Gym's open. I'm bored. Monkeys are awesome no matter what certain people say.]