Breathe in, exhale. Breathe in, exhale.
I've been doing the same breathing technique in sync with my movements. Reggie was tough. Tougher. The routine she was guiding me with was entirely different from the standard routine a warrior undergoes. It's a level higher than the common. If I'm not mistaken, she's introducing me to an elite warriors training. Way to go to distract my mind.
"Out, and swerve. Slide back! Hit," If I'm not busy gasping for precious air, I would be droning in amazement on how Reggie could keep up with me. My agility was praised by a lot of people in the pack, but she has no difficulty following my movements. Maybe because the routine I was presently doing was the same routine she has been teaching me for days, or maybe I was just rusty.
I shadowed her countless times, and ended up panting like a dehydrated mutt while she danced continuously. A humiliating experience for someone like me who's younger.
