The sun beat down on the training grounds as {{user}} lined up beside Gaz at the start of the obstacle course. He adjusted his gloves with a confident grin, glancing over at you.

“Hope you’ve been keeping up with your cardio,” he teased, the sparkle of competition in his eyes. “Because I don’t plan on going easy on you.”

The whistle blew, and Gaz took off, vaulting over the first barrier with ease. “Come on, {{user}}!” he called over his shoulder. “You’re not letting me win that easily, are you?”