Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Ivar

It was nice to have friends with this same, desire, I guess would be the right word, to exercise their strength and speed to the limit. I, with permission, modified the training circuit for myself and Kimberly and we were currently running our version of an obstacle course. No norm would have been able to do it, not even the body builders you see on TV that are extremely huge, partly because it requires speed as well as strength.

She finished the course and came over, "What'd I get?"

"Twenty minutes twenty seconds," I frowned. "I have to go again."

"Oh come on," She was panting extremely hard and looked like she was going to hurl. "We tied, you don't have to one up me."

"You should take a breather," I told her. "Go on and sit down over there." Jared had talked to me and told me what to do when this happened. I found the syringe in my things and let her see it, "I'm going to take some blood for Jared. He wanted a sample while you had been straining yourself, just to make sure."

"Make sure what?" She asked.

"He didn't say," I took the sample and went outside the room. "Gotta run this through the machine for him too. I'll be back, don't run it again until I do."

I got back later and we continued our workout until a total of one hour had passed for each of us.

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