Convince him to train you

"Well dear brother...I may need something from you...I mean...would you coach me in martial arts?". Matt interrupts his walking and puts an arm over your shoulders, turning you around, "Did you get in any trouble Chris? If someone is messing up with you just tell me. You don't need any training. Just tell me and I'll take care of it". "Ehi stand down Seargent!", you reply with a silly tone, "It's just a friendly match with a friend. Something like: you will never take me down. It's a bet! I was used to be sporty till recently, but now I'm losing shape. Anyway, this friend of mine challenged me, so I'll accept. Winning or losing it's not a big deal". "It is a wrestling contest or something?", he inquiries. "Let's say that it's more like MMA", you clarify, wondering only at that moment if you got her challenge correctly.

"Ok...", your brother sights, "How much time do we have?"."Three months!", "And how strong and skilled is your friend?", "This friend is not very strong, indeed is smaller than me, but way more skilled. Tons of experience, I guess". "So it's almost impossible…" your brother sentences, shaking his head. He thinks for a moment but then resolves himself "Time is not on our side. We will do our best anyway". You hug him tightly. "Ok now let me go home and this afternoon we will be starting our first wrestling lesson. You must train every day, twice a day. One hundred push-ups and two hundred abdominal crunches every day, then some specific workouts. At the beginning, you will be doing half of it, but steadily you will get the pace. This is just the warm-up anyway, I will help you with the technique. You have one-two days a week off". "Oooh really?", you complain, "Are you kidding? I've not enlisted in the army!". He smiles, "You just did kid".