Masaru's Training

It was six in the morning when the alarm clock went off.Masaru relluctantly got up from his bed and threw some water on his face to wake up.Yesterday he decided to wake up early today and dedicate this day to doing some exercise, but he was kinda regretting this decision now.He looked out of his window and noticed that it was still dark outside.He groaned and went to the kitchen.After eating some breakfast he packed some lunch as well as some weights in his bag and set off for the training ground.

After about 30 minuets of walking,Masaru finaly reached his favorite training post.It was a bit off the side of the Training Grounds,right underneath a lone tree.The surrounding area was rocky in comparisson with the endless sand that dominated the rest of the grounds,and the tree provided shadow and some coolness for resting in between excersises.Massaru put his bag underneath the tree,along with his flask of water.He took off his shirt and left it lying next to the bag,and then took the weights out of it and left them next to where he would be doing his exercise.He did some stretching and then he started doing push ups.It was a good thing that such a rocky area existed so close to the Grounds.Anywhere else doing push ups would be even more dificult,with the sand sinking you in when you would push the ground.Masaru did a hundred push ups in ten rounds of ten.He made sure to do this right,going all the way down and back up again with the arms tense on the pick point.After finishing this he rested for a moment and then proceeded to do his sit ups.This one was Masaru's least favourite excersise.He found it dull and could never tell if he did it right or wrong.Yet his sensei insisted that it was one of the most important exercise he could do.The entire regiment was infact created by Masaru's sensei in order to help him with his worst treit,his strength.Masaru was weak,even compared to the other students and he knew it,but he intended to not be left behind for it.This thought pushed Masaru through the sit ups,doing a hundred of them too,and now it was time for the weights training.Masaru picked up the weights from the ground and climbed a small rock that was nearby.He took one weight in each hand.They were not all that heavy,5 kg each but still Masaru could tell already that he would tire out from doing this.He started lifting them,remembering the instructions sensei gave him.Do it slowly,make your arm do a 90 degree angle,make sure your wrists does not bend during the exercise.Masaru did just that.It was more dificult than he imagined in-fact,but he was feeling the burn with every lift,so he kept going."Don't over do it" he thought to himself."We want to be actualy able to lift that glass of water tomorrow".He chuckled at his own joke and stoped to rest his arms for a bit.He rabbed them to release some of the stress and then went back to it.He did the same rotation again,10 lifts for each arm,slow and steady,then one minuet of rest and back again and did that for two more rounds.He attempted another one,but he felt like the weights had suddenly become heavier.Masaru knew this to be the sign of an over-tired muscle,so he imediatly stoped,brought the weights back to the bag and after eating his lunch,set off for home for some much needed rest.

OOC:Word Count:652 I think this should be +3 to strength?

Approved for 3 Strength, 6 JP.

On the afternoon of the same day Masaru returned to his favorite spot for some more training. He was still tired by the morning's training but this would not matter,as Masaru would this time attempt to train in chakra control rather than something physical. He left his bag under the
tree and took out from it a scroll.He then klimbed on the tallest boulder he could found and sat on it,crouched,with the scroll put on top of his legs.He opened it and reviewd the basics of chakra theory. "Chakra,the moulding of the physical energy present in every cell
of one's body and the spiritual energy gained through experience.By manipulating the chakra with varius ways,such us handseals the user can create various effects. "Masaru closed the scroll and put it next to him.He closed his eyes and begun concentrting,trying to feel the chacra flow through him.He then formed the Ram seal and held it there. After a few minuets of concentration he started feeling different. The chakra flow became quicker and he could almost feel it pouring outside of him. Masaru became excited by this success, but quickly lost his concentration and the effect ceased. "Well... That went well!" he mumbled to himself. "Let us try this one again shall we?". He closed his eyes again and reformed the ram seal. Chakra flooded him once again and this time Masaru tried to remain calm and concntrate ,trying to sustain the effect as long as he could. He managed to keep the flow going for about two minuets, but he had to stop there as he was becoming increasingly more tired by the attempt. Masaru stood up and jumped to the ground below him. He went to his bag ,grabed his flask and drunk deeply from it. The water was rejuvenating despite being almost boiled by the heat. Masaru sat down ,in the shadow of the tree and tried to relax a bit and calm his mind. After a few minuets of relaxation he felt ready once again to do more practice. He went back on the rock and resumed his training. "This time I will try to change seals during the workout, see how they feel different." He closed his eyes and formed the ram seal once again. After a few moments of holding the seal, he changed into the Hare seal. The flow was of the same power but it somehow felt different. Masaru held the seal in an attempt to pinpoint what exactly was different this time around but he just could not put his head around it. Masaru tried another seal, this time forming the Boar. Once again the flow felt the same yet different. Masaru kept changing between the basic seals until he grew tired of it. He stoped and took the scroll back into lap. He reviewed once again the theory then closed it and picked up a small nearby rock. He put the rock on top of his head and began concentrating again. This time he would not attempt moulding, this time he would practise manipulation. He had done this exersice in the past, he had to concentrate and focus just on that rock. He did that, then imagined the flow of chakra moving toards that one spot he had pinpointed. At first the chakra went to the general direction of the rock but Masaru knew that to not be enough. He concentrated even harder, cut every sound around him and kept his mind on the rock. The chakra focused more and more towards the rock until Masaru could only feel it going to that point and that point alone. Masaru sustained that for as long as he could but after a few more minuets he felt exhausted and had to stop. He took the rock in his hand and looked at it. He noticed a verry small crack on it. Did he do that? Masaru was not sure but he knew it was time for him to get back home and rest. A rest well deserved after a day of tense training.

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Approved for 3 Chakra, 6 JP.

The next morning,Masaru retturned to the Training Grounds. He was still a bit sore from yesterday but his determination was unquestionable. He put his bag under the tree, and took two small rocks and placed the about 200 meters away from eachother. He did some stretching then started doing small sprints from rock to rock. His plan for today was to focus on cardio and chakra training. After doing a full set of ten sprints he stoped and did some more stretching to relax his muscles. Then he started running again but this time he had a different plan in mind. His goal now was to use the Clone Technique while running. Masaru knew the clone technique verry well. It was one of the first things any academy student learned and he felt comfortable using it. So masaru prepared himself, and started running. At the midway point he formed the Dog seal and closed his eyes for a moment. He envisioned his chakra flowing out of him and forming replicas of himself one on his left and one on his right. He opened his eyes again and whispered "Bunshin no Jutsu". In the blink of an eye two clones of Masaru appeared. The clones where identical to him and the untrained eye would not be able to spot the real one. Masaru kept running untill he reached the second stone and then turned around and run to the other stone, the clones following him ,copying his exact moves. Uppon reaching the second rock, the clones dissapeared. Masaru felt really happy with himself. He actually doubted that he was going to be able to do this at all today let alone do it on the first try. His training was certainly paying off! This thought reinvigorated him. He turned around and started running again. He formed the dog seal again and voila, two clones appeared,this time both on his right. Masaru kept doing this, mixing up the placement of the clones every time untill he neared his limit. "One last time." He thought to himself. "And this time, let us raise the bar a bit". Masaru turned around to face the other rock. He stood there for a moment ,took a deep breath and started doing his final sprint. This time he would not use the Clone Technique but something a lot more difficult. Masaru knew of a technique that allowed him to summon shurikens made of air, named Wind Style: Wind Shuriken. He had tried doing this technique only a few times up untill now, and never while doing something else so this was a big test of his progress. If he would manage to pull this off he could definetly say that he has come a long way with his chakra controll. As he approached the rock, he formed the seal of the Dog once again and envisioned the shurikens appearing. "Fūton, Kaze Shuriken". The wind started swirling around Masaru's palm and as he threw his right hand back, a shuriken of air formed. Masaru threw the shuriken at the rock. The shuriken ripped the air as it made it's way to the rock missing it for a few inches.It landed on the ground next to it and then it dissapeared. Upon reaching the rock Masaru stoped and tried to catch his breath. He was nearing exhaustion so he knew he had to stop training for the day, but all in all he was really happy with his progress. He promissed himself to resume tomorow and after relaxing a bit under the tree, he took his bag and went back home.

OOC:Word Count 602

Approved for 3 Stats, 6 JP.

The dawn of the next day found Masaru already on his way to the Training Grounds. The excitement of yesterday's progress was still burning inside him. "Let's see... what do I have programed for today" he said while looking at his training regiment. "Hm... sensei thinks I should work on stamina today huh?" he said with a clear tone of disapointment in his voice. Masaru actually hated stamina training. He found it monotonous and uncreative, but he was going to to do it anyway. After all up until now, he was seeing results. Plus he knew the Genin exams were not too far away and he hopped to graduate this year. So he relluctantly emptied his bag from it's contents and filled it with as many rocks as he could. He then put the bag on his back and started jogging around the grounds. Masaru remembered the words of his sensei when he demonstrated this exercise for the first time to his class. "Remember you raskals. When doing this exercise, do it on a steady pace! I can't stress this enough!". "Easy for you to say" Masaru thought. The sand was sinking in every step that he took, messing up his pacing. This was getting in Masaru's nerves but he pressed on. After doing a couple of rounds he sat down to rest for a bit. Maybe it was his imagination but the sun seemed to be extra bright today, the desert extra hot. Maybe he lacked the motivation to do this. One think was certain. He was feeling sleepy. Masaru contemplated calling it a day and going home, but decided to keep training for a bit longer. So he got up and started doing rounds again. His mind started wandering while doing this. He started day-dreaming about soon becoming a real ninja, taking on important missions, facing the enemies of Sunagakure just like his mother once did and most importantly he dreamed about getting his verry own, shiny headband. So lost was he in his thoughts in fact, that he lost his footing on the second round and fell flat on his face. Fortunately the sand, for once, proved usefull as it absorbed most of the impact. "Oh, wonderfull" he said as he was getting up. He looked around to see if anyone else was there, but fortunately he was alone so he was spared the humiliation. "Let's not allow this to happen again ok?" he said to himself and resumed running. A little while later he finished his second lap. He was done for today, so he emptied his bag of rocks, took back his staff and left for home.

OOC:Word Count 441

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+2 stats
+4 JP