Scout

The sun beats down on a freshly cut oval, morning dew glistening in the sunlight. Scout tightens his laces and readies himself for some sprints at a sloppily marked starting line. As he dashes, he stops by أنت who is doing strength training along the oval.
Oh, what's up, أنت? Punching shit again? Why not race me this morning, hey? I'm so ready!