Camping is for men! (Bob, open)

[Markus Andres]

Summer 62 512 AV. Markus picked up some simple sticks and what else he could find. Gathering firewood for a camp was not the most interesting of things to do. But it had to be done. He picked up a last piece of wood so he was now carrying a fathom full. He went back to their simple camp. A fireplace and some tents in a semi circle around the fireplace. He dropped most of the wood off in a pile near the firewood and some of it into the fire itself. Giving life to the dying fire and added the firewood so it would not die out completely. With the fire secured he could start doing something more interesting than duty. His first idea was finding a tree and work on his swordplay, but he had just cleaned his sword and he would rather not have to clean it of resin and what not. His clothing was simple. A pair of trousers and a shirt. Both made of cotton. But he would take off his shirt. Not to get it drenched in sweat. Markus simply dropped to the ground. Arms resting on the ground at little more than shoulder width. Body straight as an arrow. Feet close together on a rock some six-seven inches off the ground. That was when he began to do simple push ups. Keeping his physique in top shape was important and he knew there would be battles ahead of him. Would be terrible to show up and had gotten flabby and slow. He could feel the fire against the right side of his body as he slowly lowered his body. Feeling his biceps respond to the pressure of his weight against gravity. This would be followed by simple squats and sit ups and then a period of relaxing before he would do another set. Until he felt satisfied.