The Gym; Wednesday Morning.
Wednesday, July 23rd, 2008 08:10 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Not that he was obsessed or anything, but Cal, even though he'd handwavily been up all night writing, still made himself go down to the gym fairly early, wanting to squeeze in a decent set of weights before he went about his errands for the day. Well, errand, really. Whatever. He did some lazy stretching for a bit longer than usual and then hopped up on a treadmill, hoping the running would wake him up a bit before he put himself between a bench and considerable weights.
[[ yup. obligatory and open, la la la. And it even always had the right day, too. Scout's honour. ]]
[[ yup. obligatory and open, la la la. And it even always had the right day, too. Scout's honour. ]]