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was on the same wavelength. They often spotted each other for early morning workouts.
    Her nose twitched. Was that…
    He opened a bag and handed a napkin-covered lump to her. It was still hot and she took it greedily. Jim’s wife made the best blueberry muffins, too. She was in heaven as she bit into the delicate flaky concoction. The blueberries burst in her mouth with every chew, totally transporting.
    When she finished, she smiled at him and mouthed ‘thank you.’ Neither of them was much for meetings. Oh, but that treat had made it better.
    “Fine. I’m going to start. Pay attention, because I will only go through this once. Now, about the cleaning of the equipment…” Javitt droned on.
    Jessa studied their small group. Each of the Navy consultants in their tightknit community brought something special to the fitness center such as Jim Knoll’s knowledge of muscle manipulations and his side interest in acupressure and acupuncture. Donna Childs’ work focused on pain relief and muscle enhancement with a side of holistic practices. Bob Jones centered on cardio-control and boosting heart and pulmonary strength through exercise and electro-manipulation. None of the touch-feely stuff was “mandated” but all of them had great results in their work with the Teams.
    “So,” said Javitt. “Donna and Bob, the two of you will need to split your time between Alfa and Bravo platoon of ST-1 today. I’ve mapped out the rotations for you on the various inside equipment. I’d like you to monitor the officers of each platoon with our Set-SWAMPS, so we can compare their baselines and see if we are achieving consistency in our heart rates, pulses, etc. I will need to turn in that information to command by the end of the week, so we will work our way through each of the platoons until we can switch to ST-3, and so on.”
    Bob raised his hand. Funny, how work situations seemed like a continuation of school. The cool kids were still in charge and the geeks got sidelined unless they were the quarterbacks of the moment.
    “Yes, I see your hand. Let me run through this before you give me your comment.” Javitt looked at the list on his clipboard. “Right. Jim and Jess, both of you have your assignments for this week, but I’d like you to trade off this afternoon. I want to see how you handle the other person’s trainee and how he responds to switching up his training.” He stood, towering over Bob. “You had a comment.”
    Bob looked like he wanted to roll his eyes, but Heaven bless him, he didn’t. That had to take strength. “We did SEAL Team One last week. We’re doing ST-3 this week.”
    Sitting back down in his chair, Javitt looked at his clipboard. “So we did. Way to be on top of things, Bob.”
    Jessa suppressed a grin by taking a long sip of her coffee and swished the last of the muffin crumbs from her mouth. The liquid was a serious jolt to her brain and she found herself eager to get moving. Looking at the clock, she saw she had forty-five minutes until her first appointment, but not enough time—thanks to Javitt’s long speech—to do her own personal training. “How about I take the first run to NAS? I have time.”
    “I’ll take the second,” added Jim with a smile. He was eager to get moving, too.
    “Thanks, Jessa. Thanks, Jim.” Bob nodded at them. He was a somewhat portly man and currently wearing a back brace; ‘all muscle in there’ he liked to say and in truth he did appear to be built like a tank. The trainers took turns leading runs, but Bob was off the running list for a few days; truthfully, she was grateful to get out from under Javitt’s critical gaze for even a short time. Besides, she could work out her angst. Trainers weren’t supposed to use the equipment; but most of them did in their off hours. Of course, not the way she did…with the very sexy Lincoln.
    “I’ve got the third and fourth,” said Donna with a wave. And, that would complete the running portion of their