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Jack had long since accepted that living on the island was an exercise in boredom. Long stretches of nothing punctuated by periodic episodes of excitement- good or bad. Parties good, accidents bad, island weirdness...those days were a crap shoot. Today was one of the boring ones so far. ITF training and then a whole lot of nothing. He'd decided that maybe he'd take advantage of having nothing better to do for a change. He didn't feel like making any more furniture and he hadn't yet finished drawing up plans for the bath house in Bohemia so he could go see that guy, Ray. With no interest in just sitting around and no patience for reading, Jack decided to change into something light, tie on his trainers, and go for a run.
He had his route planned out. It was a simple circuit but long enough to be a good work out. He'd run west on the boardwalk all the way to the beach, then follow it around. He would have to slow to a jog as he cut through the jungle and came out on another stretch of beach. When he hit the southern boardwalk, he knew, he'd take it back north to the compound. It was miles. It was the sort of run that Logan mocked him for. It was hard and he pushed himself and it felt good. Before long, Jack was in a zone where he hardly noticed what was going on as the scenery flashed past. It wasn't until he almost ran into someone that he pulled up short and stopped. Breathing hard and with deep Vs of sweat soaking the front and back of his shirt, he managed a smile and a breathless, "Sorry. Didn't see you there."
[Meet him anywhere on his circuit- boardwalk or the beach, just let me know. ST/LT and all that since this is going up at an odd hour. New faces especially welcome!]
He had his route planned out. It was a simple circuit but long enough to be a good work out. He'd run west on the boardwalk all the way to the beach, then follow it around. He would have to slow to a jog as he cut through the jungle and came out on another stretch of beach. When he hit the southern boardwalk, he knew, he'd take it back north to the compound. It was miles. It was the sort of run that Logan mocked him for. It was hard and he pushed himself and it felt good. Before long, Jack was in a zone where he hardly noticed what was going on as the scenery flashed past. It wasn't until he almost ran into someone that he pulled up short and stopped. Breathing hard and with deep Vs of sweat soaking the front and back of his shirt, he managed a smile and a breathless, "Sorry. Didn't see you there."
[Meet him anywhere on his circuit- boardwalk or the beach, just let me know. ST/LT and all that since this is going up at an odd hour. New faces especially welcome!]