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"Seth works on a body weight prograht, only his own"
That’s still a lot of weight "So what exactly does he do?"
"Every day, Seth does five sets of asout until he reaches in his next set of push ups" He points to the chin up bar "Three days a week he does five sets of , skipping and other exercises are worked in there, too"
"So no weights, no bells or hter, isn’t it?" I have no idea I’ off what I’ve seen from my dad’s DVDs
"Seth likes a more ‘Rocky’ type of work out and despite its sira ured out and I’h" I state "I can do at least seven"
Both Darryl and Jackson crack up like I’ve said the funniest joke in the world It’s not a polite chuckle, it’s a hard out head back, and teeth showing kind of laugh I’m quite proud of my ability to do seven chin-ups It used to be five
"Seven?" Darryl squeezes my bicep between his thumb and index "That’s three n insult and fold my arms across my chest "And how many can you do?"
"A hell of a lot more than seven"
"Prove it" I say Darryl
doesn’t look like much Sure he’s lean and probably muscular under the shirt, but he doesn’t look like he has that th behind him
"Okay," He hands Jackson his clipboard and stopwatch "You and me We’ll take a bar each and the first one to stop loses"
"Done"
"Hold up," He extends his hand toSeth show up late to training If you win--"
"You’ll wear a dress to the next fight" The words flew out of my mouth before I had a chance to think
His dark lips smirk at me "Deal"
We shake hands and approach the bars Jackson joins us, counting us in When the word ‘go’ falls from his lips, Darryl and I start with the chin-ups Al and en because I’ my breath every ti rhyth to beat th to slowly pullthe ti his he has ever done My aro I can feel it Screw it I let the bar fall from my hands and I land with two feet on the floor My muscles spasm under my skin and I lie down flat on my back on the cool ht" I groan proudly
He extends his hand to h they are going to separate from my body and float away any second now
"Well done," He s my boy late"
I rollhe doesn’t want to"
Dad’s laughter catches my attention as he and Seth enter the room
"Darryl and Olivia just went head to head in a chin-up contest" Jackson announces, pulling his green shirt over his head and exposing a lot more muscle than I assumed he had "Olivia lost, obviously" He chuckles and I scowl at hiht chin-ups now instead of seven"
Laughter erupts fro worthy after all
"Anyway," Darryl publicizes "I received a call from the MMAC earlier and they’ve announced your match up with Joshua Donskov in seven days You know the rules No sex No bad fats and no sugars The fight is in Boston Win that and you’ll fight Don Russell for the pro contract in Las Vegas a week later"
"I can’t wait to see you knock Josh Donskov on his ass" Dad cheers and dread fills o to Boston to keep an eye on him Mason will fire me if I ask for anymore time off I’ve asked for too much already Jackson, Dad and Darryl enter a discussion about Josh Donskov and his ‘brawler’ technique I pull Seth over to the side
"Dad can’t go to Boston" I whisper to hi me "Between the two of us we should be able to look after hi to Boston with hi with you to Boston…"
His dark brows knit together "You’ve been to two of hts Surely, it’s easier for you now"
"It’s not about the fighting It’s about my work I have a job and I’ve taken too much time off already I rely on s"
"Okay, I’ll cover all those things for a little while It’s not a big deal"
It’s not a big deal? It’s a very big deal I’s "Mason will probably fire me if--"
"So let hiry which is how I feel "Let him fire me? Are you insane? I need my job"