1 Odd's Training Thread Tue May 13, 2014 8:57 pm
Odd
D-rank
~Strength Training~
The lanky man cautiously skirted through Konoha's forested training grounds, his blank eyes darting about in a continuous scan for any sign of a potential threat. Odd had developed this habit as a natural method of protection; a survival instinct adapted over years of serial murder and other activities often frowned upon by civilized society. Under the cover of darkness, shrouded in the pitch black of the night, Odd felt most secure outside the protective walls of his home. A single kunai and three shuriken located in the pouch sitting upon his left hip, Odd was especially prepared for any sudden onslaught.
Odd only trained at this time of night, and only in this location, where the treetops smothered the light of the moon, enabling the perfect darkness which concealed the young genin. Sufficiently hidden, Odd commenced in his training. The young man's skinny limbs did not yield much power, and thus he saw it fit to implement some new methods of strength training into his nightly regimen. Beginning, Odd dropped to the ground, supporting the entirety of his body and weight on his two pale palms, and straightening his back and legs like planks. With a few painful bends, Odd lowered his body, and raised it back up, supporting his own full weight. After fifteen of these push-ups Odd grew tired; he had never focused on strength training. Alas, while Odd did not necessarily like training his strength, he realized the necessity of doing so, and resolved to practice similar methods each night. Fatigued by the brief exercise, Odd crept home once more.
The following night, at the same time, lurking beneath the same darkness, Odd slithered out of whatever dank crevice he called his home once more. Deftly navigating the oppressive blackness of the night, Odd made his way to the same training spot, which he knew would be completely vacant at this time of night. A few minutes of stretching and simple warmups preceded the actual content of Odd's training, for he had to enter with limber muscles as to prevent injury and such. When his muscles felt sufficiently loose and stretched, Odd dropped back to his palms and began with his regimen of push-ups. Of course, with the passing of but a mere day, these did not feel any easier to perform than they had the day before. The weak young man struggled to hold himself up as he eked out the series of fifteen push-ups. His arms trembled under the weight, and felt as if they might give out at any second, causing the one to whom they were attached to painfully face-plant. Thankfully, gritting his teeth and breathing heavily, Odd managed to maintain form for all fifteen of his push-ups. Upon rising out of his fifteenth dip downwards, Odd was filled with some sense of rugged determination, and growled as he resolved to perform a single additional push-up. What would it say about his resolve, his determination, and his overall progress if he could not even perform one more push-up after a whole day? The sweat rolling down his face, stinging his eyes as it seeped into them, Odd slowly sunk downwards once more, though maintaining his flawless form all the while. This movement was quite slow, as to avoid collapsing, and his arms protested with every fiber of their compositions. Though, Odd bit the bullet, and he ferociously bore the pain and discomfort. Rising out of his final push-up, Odd felt an immense sense of triumph that made the entire process worth it. Seeing that he could push himself to achieve that final push-up, regardless of the pain it entailed, Odd felt as if he could push himself to do anything. If he kept on this track of steady improvement, he would be buff in no time. Feeling a satisfied sense of fatigue and drowsiness, Odd, quite proud of himself, somehow managed to bring himself back onto his feet. A strange grin on his face, he set off into the night, heading for the dark recess he inhabited somewhere.
Over the next few weeks, Odd rigidly adhered to this strength training routine, continuing to steadily push himself further and further,and forcing himself to perform one additional push-up each night. At the end of two weeks, Odd was doing thirty push-ups in a row as if it were nothing, and as time went on, he even began to do multiple sets of these reps. Though he did not build bulky muscle, his musculature certainly increased in mass, but in the form of very compact and wiry muscle, which stretched itself around his bones, keeping its strength, but leaving Odd with only a slightly fuller, yet still apparently skinny figure. He preferred this look to the bulky gorilla look anyway.
[Exit]
[E-rank strength ~> D-rank strength]
- Spoiler:
[E - E1: 807 - 75 = 732 words; E1 - E2: 732 - 150 = 582 words; E2 - E3: 582 - 225 = 357 words; E3 - D: 357 - 300 = 57 words]