Connor s Training Day
"One ... Two ... Three ... Four..." Connor's chest strained once again in the sparsely populated Exercise Room. The boy puffed as he pushed the metal bar, the last rep he had to do, and the last exercise in his circuit for the day. The metal holder clanged as he dropped the heavy bar onto it, and Connor gasped for breath on the bench. Tired, but elated, he gave himself a moment to recover as sweat soaked the bench under him. His muscles ached, but at least he was done. "Good, you're done...