I threw myself down on my bed in my room, knackered after training today. I had completed the training session at the top of the group so I was pleased with that. My fitness improving all the time. The guys had gone off to game again once we had eaten our evening meal together, and I had returned to the gym once I had let my food settle. Needing to push myself further. Make myself stronger. Needing to feel the pain.
The calls from my friends were not as many now as Eli was just as busy as me with his Beta training camp. Alfie called every now and again, so contact was mainly through messaging. And the same weekly call from my Dad. Though I did not mind, it was fewer distractions. It allowed me to focus more on the training, the studying. I would be leaving this place at the top of my gam
