Chapter 14
“What do you think?” he asked from the door of the caravan.
Karl, who was grunting and puffing as he hoisted the barbell into the air, looked up.
“Looks good from here, man, but I’m a little busy at the moment.”
Nathan sat on the top step and watched Karl heaving the barbell into the air then steadily lowering it again, over and over until sweat was running in silvery snakes down his bronzed torso. Nathan could tell by the curve in the iron bar that the weights at either end were incredibly heavy, but his attention was captured more by the way Karl’s body reacted to the activity. Not only did the muscles in his arms slide into rock hard mounds before melting away again as the barbell came down, but so too did the muscles of his abdomen, his thighs, and his calves. Flex and relax. Flex and relax. It was a wonder of human anatomy how such a deceptively simple exercise could mould such fine musculature. Nathan found himself mesmerised by the ballet of muscle.