The bearded man in boxing gloves and headgear grips a towel, his muscular frame flexing as he shifts from a crouch to a deep squat, thighs straining. His dark hair falls forward when he leans over, hands braced on his knees, the weight of the gloves pressing into his shoulders. Every pose, hands on hips, waist, thighs, shows the tension of a fighter, the sweat glistening on his light skin as he holds the stance. The headgear stays on through it all, a silent reminder of what comes next.
