midday
Jerry rose at five and took to the road with Flynn on horseback and either O'Halloran or Sagorski afoot . When he came in he had his shower , rubdown and then breakfast . After a rest , Flynn boxed four or five rounds with him , after which came rope jumping , and exercises with the machines to strengthen his arms and wrists . In this way the morning passed and after the midday meal came the real work-out of the day with his training-partners , where real blows were exchanged and blood often flowed . Jerry had improved immeasurably . Even I , tyro as I was , could see that his encounters with these professionals had rubbed off all signs of the amateur . He had always been a good judge of distance , Flynn had said , but he had been schooled recently to make every movement count -- to `` waste nothing . ''