All through this last few weeks, Miach had been caught up in a whirlwind of emotions, questions and thoughts. Tonight, he felt like he would burst from the turmoil in his mind, and the young man decided to try and steam off the pressure through one of his many pleasure: physical exhaustion. He headed off to Ricardo's Gym where he was becoming a regular, and nodded to the man as he entered. It had been some time since his last seance, but he intended to more than make up for it.
Heading to the locker room, the Acanthus took off his costum, necktie, and white shirt, and put instead a non-descript sleeveless T-shirt and knickers. He quickly put all this in a big bundle in his sportsbag, grabbed his bottle of water, and headed straight toward the rowing machine. Luckily, it happened to be available.
Miach didn't even bother with a warm-up, and sat down into the seat. He immediatly grabbed the oar, and started practising, slowly at first, but at full swing barely a couple of minutes later. Quickly sweat started to appear on his forearms, on his forehead, but he didn't smile. He kept on and on, relentlessly rowing as hard as he could. A quarter of an hour later, the mystagogue was now dripping with sweat, but showed no sign of slowing down. Only his breath that was now slightly less rythmed than at the start was any indication of his efforts. As time went by, and it was becoming harder and harder for him to keep up his effort, Miach started making very short breaks. A dozen seconds or so, barely time enough to drink a little water, and he started again his mad effort, as a man in trance. He didn't even realize that some people around had begun staring at him. In the meantime, he had to focus harder and harder to keep going at the pace he was setting, and his mind raced less and less in the maze he felt trapped in.
When he stopped at long last, his muscles were so sore he couldn't move at all for a time. He was among the very last still left in the gym. Ricardo was not far, eyeing him warily lest he would collapse. Alas, Miach wouldn't be so lucky, and he managed to rose after a few minutes.
He felt much better now that his body was aching so much his mind couldn't think about anything else.