Kenny would always claim: his endurance had no rival.
Whether sparring on the mats, sprinting around the track, or strength training at the gym, the lungs of Kenny’s teammates would burn and their muscles filled with lactic acid, but Kenny continued like the Energizer Bunny.
Kenny’s coach wasn’t concerned about his ability to push an unfathomable pace for three, hard fought rounds, though the championship rounds—four and five—were a different ballgame. With a title fight looming on the horizon, the confidence Kenny possessed in his gas tank was second to none.
Coach attempted to instill the difficulty of competing, if necessary, for two rounds more than usual, “Those extra ten minutes, along with the added pressure, aren’t like anything you’ve dealt with before.”
The bell for the fourth sounded, Kenny struggled more than usual for a deep breath, and a bit of concern formed in the back of his mind about how long it would take until he’d be running on fumes.

Prompted from the Six-Sentence Story at: https://girlieontheedge1.wordpress.com/2020/02/16/sundays-six-sentence-story-word-prompt-95/.

Prompted from the Word of the Day Challenge at: https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2020/02/18/track/.

Prompted from Your Daily Word Prompt at: https://allaboutwritingandmore.com/2020/02/18/your-daily-word-prompt-endurance-ydwordprompt-february-18-2020/.
Gotta learn to keep something in reserve, it looks like he might learn that the hard way.
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Oh, no Kenny! Wrong thing to be thinking about!
Confidence is everything, even if the odds may not be favorable.
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Oh, Kenny. Train for the mile, even if your quarter mile is strong.
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Alas, poor Kenny! Good six.
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Kenny! The show must go on! Great six!
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His endurance had no rival until it didn’t . . .
Good SSS!
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