Babes Love the Little Genin that could
Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2018 11:40 am
Waking up earlier than his regular routine Kokatsu was attempting to beat the morning crowds of the city. It was sunday, a day mostly devoted to relaxation, and one where kokatsu often enjoyed getting in a little extra practice in peace. This was the best day to practice in his mind, a time where he could slip away and devote hours to just getting better and honing his skills. Hopping out of bed his grogginess soon faded as he began to get dressed. He slipped on a different outfit from usual as he could here the rain from outside his house, already pouring down on the city, presumably it had been all night. Kokatsu slipped on a pair of shorts, along with some pants over them, lastly his large rain boots that went about half way up his legs. Then slipped into his big raincoat and attacked all the button up to the one around his neck, making it into that of a turtleneck. Lastly he grabbed his rain hat and backpack he had prepared the night before and set out from the house, slipping out the front door, unnoticed by his mother.
His backpack was waterproof so the rain at this point didn't affect him whatsoever, as he struggled along the muddy paths through the city. It didn't take him long to reach where he wanted to train. Turning the corner from the path he jumped onto a tree, leaping from tree to tree he headed towards the rocks by the shore. As he distanced himself from the city he almost slipped from a branch as the water around his palms loosed his grip as he tried to catulpt his body. Instead he hung for a moment, reviled he didn't fall, and soon let go to gently descend to the ground. That was a little close, Kokatsu thought to himself, I guess my instincts are not to live this morning, I had better take it easy until I fully wake up. Setting his backpack down by the end of the tree Kokatsu opened it up, ready to begin training.
First thing that he wanted to work on today was his speed, something that he felt was decent, but there was a lot of people faster than him. He still wasnt exsaally where he wanted to start training, but he figured now would be a great time to start, and maybe running the rest of the distance will help with his speed. Shifting through the backpack he found the small weights that he had brought along, they were not that big, nothing he couldn't handle easily, but they would still help put that extra strain on his legs. Kokatsu stuffed the weights into his rainboots, one in each, then pulled the straps tight so they wouldn't be flopping around when he started to run seriously. Then throwing the back pack over his shoulders he took off running.
Running through the trees seemed to be a much bigger challenge than swinging around on top of them, every time Kokatsu would dodge to the right it would take only another step before he would have to swerve out of the way of another tree. This wasn't going to slow him down, he was determined to finish what he had started, no matter the pain. He continued to move forward but at a slower pace, it wasnt that he was doing so much running at this point, but rather he was pushing out with his leg muscles. As he dodged the objects at bay, weather it was rocks, bushes, trees, or even a small rabbit at one point, he was pushing against the ground with his leg and propelling himself sideways, almost like jumping. This put an immense amount of pressure on his calves and foot, each time he dodged he felt his muscles tighten in his lower legs, but he pressed on. Come on no one told you to add the weights, if you give up now it's only letting yourself down. There no way something as weak as this is gonna keep me down! He countined to speed through the forest fusucing soley on his legs and keeping up with what his eyes were seeing, instead of slowing down he felt himself continually going faster. He could feel his eyes communicating with his legs, making the dodges faster and letting him shift past the large objects with ease. Then out of no nowhere Kokatsu ate shit. He stumbled and tripped over a root, sending his body forward and the wights in his boots propelled forward as well, as he came to a stop his his legs dangling over his head. Well damn, I guess I got way too cocky. I thought I was doing so well too. Kokatsu took a moment to laugh at himself and the weird position that he fell in, standing up he began to run again this time at a little bit of a slower pace.
After a few more yards of running through the woods he emerged to the spot where he wanted to train, the trees and grass cleared to bring forth rock as far as the eye could see. Down the way there was steep drop off where the water met with the land, Kokatsu didn't feel any need to overstep his boundaries and accidently fall to his death today. Rather he turned to where the land gradually dipped down, where rocks jagged up and down creating a difficult but maneuverable path for some running on advanced terrain. He didn't take any time to stop as he jumped into his main routine of leg exercise. He began to run down the rocky shore, running downhill for short distances and then occasionally having to jump down a few feet to regain his balance. He continued this all the way down the shore bobbing back and forth from controlled descent even with the weight and the slipperiness of the rock face, paired with jumping and landing securely on planed rocks that seems sturdy enough to hold him. He continued this until he reached the bottom, still standing far from the water, but he didn't dare go any further, not wanting to get sucked into the forgiving ocean. After watching the waves crash up along the rocks just a few yards in front of him he broke out of the trance and began once again to climb back up the slightly tall shoreline. The climb back up the shore proved to be harder than the descent, the easy jumps that just needed calculations in order to find a sturdy rock where now turned into hard leaps that were weighted down by the weights and his now waterlogged clothes. Each jump he made took more and more energy to force himself up into the air and onto the next block. He could feel his legs pulsing with each jump he made. His breath got deeper and faster but the top of the shore was in sight, he took a sign of relief and energy seemed to shoot though his little legs as he took five more large leaps in order to slam up onto the rocky clearing that he had started at.
Kokatsu turned to marvel at the water once again, but this time his attention was turned more to that of the cliff face. He peered down at the side of the cliff where he had just ran down and then forced himself to climb back up. He was satisfied. Taking a long time to catch his breath he stared at the scenery and let the cold rain crash on his face.
Speed Training (1257/1000)
His backpack was waterproof so the rain at this point didn't affect him whatsoever, as he struggled along the muddy paths through the city. It didn't take him long to reach where he wanted to train. Turning the corner from the path he jumped onto a tree, leaping from tree to tree he headed towards the rocks by the shore. As he distanced himself from the city he almost slipped from a branch as the water around his palms loosed his grip as he tried to catulpt his body. Instead he hung for a moment, reviled he didn't fall, and soon let go to gently descend to the ground. That was a little close, Kokatsu thought to himself, I guess my instincts are not to live this morning, I had better take it easy until I fully wake up. Setting his backpack down by the end of the tree Kokatsu opened it up, ready to begin training.
First thing that he wanted to work on today was his speed, something that he felt was decent, but there was a lot of people faster than him. He still wasnt exsaally where he wanted to start training, but he figured now would be a great time to start, and maybe running the rest of the distance will help with his speed. Shifting through the backpack he found the small weights that he had brought along, they were not that big, nothing he couldn't handle easily, but they would still help put that extra strain on his legs. Kokatsu stuffed the weights into his rainboots, one in each, then pulled the straps tight so they wouldn't be flopping around when he started to run seriously. Then throwing the back pack over his shoulders he took off running.
Running through the trees seemed to be a much bigger challenge than swinging around on top of them, every time Kokatsu would dodge to the right it would take only another step before he would have to swerve out of the way of another tree. This wasn't going to slow him down, he was determined to finish what he had started, no matter the pain. He continued to move forward but at a slower pace, it wasnt that he was doing so much running at this point, but rather he was pushing out with his leg muscles. As he dodged the objects at bay, weather it was rocks, bushes, trees, or even a small rabbit at one point, he was pushing against the ground with his leg and propelling himself sideways, almost like jumping. This put an immense amount of pressure on his calves and foot, each time he dodged he felt his muscles tighten in his lower legs, but he pressed on. Come on no one told you to add the weights, if you give up now it's only letting yourself down. There no way something as weak as this is gonna keep me down! He countined to speed through the forest fusucing soley on his legs and keeping up with what his eyes were seeing, instead of slowing down he felt himself continually going faster. He could feel his eyes communicating with his legs, making the dodges faster and letting him shift past the large objects with ease. Then out of no nowhere Kokatsu ate shit. He stumbled and tripped over a root, sending his body forward and the wights in his boots propelled forward as well, as he came to a stop his his legs dangling over his head. Well damn, I guess I got way too cocky. I thought I was doing so well too. Kokatsu took a moment to laugh at himself and the weird position that he fell in, standing up he began to run again this time at a little bit of a slower pace.
After a few more yards of running through the woods he emerged to the spot where he wanted to train, the trees and grass cleared to bring forth rock as far as the eye could see. Down the way there was steep drop off where the water met with the land, Kokatsu didn't feel any need to overstep his boundaries and accidently fall to his death today. Rather he turned to where the land gradually dipped down, where rocks jagged up and down creating a difficult but maneuverable path for some running on advanced terrain. He didn't take any time to stop as he jumped into his main routine of leg exercise. He began to run down the rocky shore, running downhill for short distances and then occasionally having to jump down a few feet to regain his balance. He continued this all the way down the shore bobbing back and forth from controlled descent even with the weight and the slipperiness of the rock face, paired with jumping and landing securely on planed rocks that seems sturdy enough to hold him. He continued this until he reached the bottom, still standing far from the water, but he didn't dare go any further, not wanting to get sucked into the forgiving ocean. After watching the waves crash up along the rocks just a few yards in front of him he broke out of the trance and began once again to climb back up the slightly tall shoreline. The climb back up the shore proved to be harder than the descent, the easy jumps that just needed calculations in order to find a sturdy rock where now turned into hard leaps that were weighted down by the weights and his now waterlogged clothes. Each jump he made took more and more energy to force himself up into the air and onto the next block. He could feel his legs pulsing with each jump he made. His breath got deeper and faster but the top of the shore was in sight, he took a sign of relief and energy seemed to shoot though his little legs as he took five more large leaps in order to slam up onto the rocky clearing that he had started at.
Kokatsu turned to marvel at the water once again, but this time his attention was turned more to that of the cliff face. He peered down at the side of the cliff where he had just ran down and then forced himself to climb back up. He was satisfied. Taking a long time to catch his breath he stared at the scenery and let the cold rain crash on his face.
Speed Training (1257/1000)