Yeah, I've done that. Where do you think I broke my nose?

[Running and doing laps in a pool weren't really what he meant. He'd been doing all sorts of stuff to try and keep busy, to make sure he wasn't getting soft, but that wasn't enough. And it wasn't just an "I'm an adrenaline junkie" thing, it was a "I've been doing the same thing basically every night since I was thirteen" thing. It was weird not having a city to roam and people to protect. It was what he was good at.]