Deacon had seen the split and a little part of his mind had wondered just how flexible the other man was and how much fun it could be but he didn't falter from his attack on the bag. But he'd been at it a while and was feeling the burn so decided to take a break.
From the bag at least. Pausing long enough to wipe down a sweaty chest and neck with his towel - and catch another quick look at the man vaulting horse - Deacon headed over one of the weight machines, added a bit of weight to the bar, and laid back to do some bench presses.