Request by Tigerdomteur
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Louds of sweat came running down my face. I don't have time to worry about it though. I have a boxing match this Thursday. Not sure if you know who I am but the name's Lynn Loud. I'm the athlete of the Loud family. I'm currently training for a big match coming up.
My daily routine is simple. I wake up at exactly at 6, in the morning. I quitely sneek downstairs, not to disturb the family's slumber. I grab a couple of water bottles, from the fridge. I walk out the front door and head towards the park. I don't go into the park. I only do that on the way back to rest.
The equipment I bring along the run consists of water, rags, and my iWatch. It may not seem enough but if you know what you're doing, then you don't have to worry. I bring a small bag with me. In said bag, inside were bandages, gauzes, alcohol wipes and solar cane. I also have my phone too. I know you can make calls on the iWatch but you can never always rely on that.
Once I get back, I go to the garage and lift weights for two whole hours. In the garage, I have a punching bag, weightlifting bench, including the weights. On the far left of the space, I have a basketball net installed into the side, just Incase it rains outside. Lana installed it for me, with help from my dad. Dad wasn't really on board with the idea at first due to it being in the garage but he had it installed with a hidden door that brings it out of its hiding spot.
After lifting weights, I love to use my punching bag. Before you say "Aren't you sore? You should rest?", I take a few minute break, so I don't overdo it. Using the punching bag is useful, to help take out my aggression, if I'm angry.
If you're wondering what I'm doing now, I'm in the middle of beating my punching bag. I'm literally covered in sweat, as we speak. The only difference is that my brother, Lincoln, is helping me train today, due to him loosing a bet.
"Lynn! Who are you talking to?" He screamed as he punched me, finally stopping me from narrating and punching the bag, as I fell on the floor.
"I've been calling your name for a whole minute and ten seconds. I said you should stop now. You're all sweaty and looks like you're about to pass out soon.
Twenty Minutes Later
Lincoln POV
I watched Lynn for another twenty minutes. I told her that I'm going to get more water. Five minutes later, I come back, to see Lynn, passing out on the mat. With a sigh, I help her out. She was literally drenched in sweat. She was so into it, that she never took a break. In a way it's my fault too, I should have stopped her, as soon as I saw her tiring out but I didn't. Luckily, that's what siblings are for. They help and support each other.
AN- Sorry if this isn't what you were expecting Tigerdomtuer. This is what I can do based on your request description. Anyway please tell me what you guys think. Don't forget to follow and favorite.