Welcome to Hickstead, home to both Seven Oak Stables, and Blue Acre - two rival stables. Both offer opportunities for their clients to reach the highest level of excellence. Each stable differs from the other, so choose wisely and never forget, loyalty is everything... Meanwhile as the stables battle it out, there's trouble brewing at the university. Be careful, if you don't pick a side you may get caught in the cross-fire...
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[blockqote]The gym was not Ben's favourite place, and it wasn't his usual place of habit, but he'd been given the go ahead to start exercise again..gentle exercise at least. It was better than nothing. He had already gotten back on his horses - carefully and without letting anyone know, to avoid the arguments from people who cared about him over how 'stupid' he was being to do that. He'd taken it easy, just some light hacking, but he couldn't do nothing. Sitting around at home felt too much like moping, and he'd done enough of that - not just now but in the past with his cancer. He didn't want to go down that route again.
He'd been given some exercises to do that should help strengthen his core again - the knife had cut through part of his abdominal muscles and they were still a little too sore to work yet, but it wouldn't be long until he could pick up the one's physio had given him to get them back to where they'd been before. For now, he was on the treadmill, taking a walk. He'd been enjoying some walks at the yard, occasionally taking one of his horses with him for the company and for them to have a leg stretch, but he figured he could warm up with this and then try a slow jog, perhaps the cross trainer or bike. Ben kept the speed slow, feeling his muscles complaining a little as they started to loosen up, but increased the incline as he started to get moving. Everything was slow to warm up these days, he'd dropped muscle, fitness and flexibility from his stint in the hospital and then resting at home, he was starting to feel like a goddamn old man.
he really needed to get a gym set up in his own place. the gym wasn't somewhere he loved working out because it always felt so over exposed. call it habit from his days of working undercover and needing to keep his eyes on everyone around him, but the gym was one of the worst places for that. but until he got off his ass and actually turned his spare room into a place he could work out, he was stuck coming here at least twice a week to keep up the routine he'd fallen into since he'd moved back to town to recuperate after the 'car accident' his family believed he'd been in. while he was recovered and almost back to full fitness the routine was hard to break. it was almost strange though, he'd never been one for routine and structure and being in one place for too long but this time it was a little different and he was struggling to understand why.
he walked through the gym, doing his best to ignore the people that were in there so he could focus on what he needed to do, finish and then get out of there but one person caught his eye. he wondered briefly if ben should even be in here but he wouldn't voice that to his nephew, there were plenty of people in ben's life that could tell him what to do and max wouldn't be one of them. he'd always thought of himself as the fun, if not always absent uncle. it had been awful to hear about what had happened though, knowing that he'd been just down the street in his office at the back of the pizza place and hadn't known what was happening until sirens had blared past. then it had been a waiting game to hear the news they were praying for, which was that ben was going to be okay and pull through.
he deviated off the path and made his way to the treadmill that his nephew was currently on and he came to lean his elbow casually on one of the handles and he looked at ben. "bit of a slow pace there bud." he teased lightly. he didn't think that ben would be allowed to work out so soon but again, fun uncle max was who he was, not over bearing almost parental uncle max. "it's almost like you're not trying." there was no seriousness in his voice, it was just something to break the ice and he had never been the 'hello' kind of person.
