In the gym, Damon was totally absorbed in his stamina exercises.
Today's training was all about stamina, pushing his body to the edge to make sure he could last in the cage with Kofi, no matter how long the fight went.
Whittier stood in the corner, stopwatch in hand, watching carefully as Damon moved from one station to the next without a break.
"Keep it up, Damon! This is where champions are made. Push through the burn!"
Even though Damon's body was screaming for a rest and he was already drenched in sweat, he continued to move.
He alternated between sprints on the treadmill and rounds on the heavy bag, hitting it with sharp, controlled strikes, working his cardio in sync with his technique.
Each time he hit the bag, Whittier would shout encouragement. "Faster! Keep that pace going! No slowing down!"
Damon's muscles hurt, but he knew he had to do it.
