Yea, Dylan knew he probably looked like a lunatic...but he cared not. He was putting this in his activity log...and he didn't feel right listing it if he hadn't actually done it. So, yea. He was doing it. Also, only a Slytherin would think to utilized their time like this.

He'd completed his challenge...and could do other exercise things while helping Alice. He wasn't just a pretty face...There was a big, beautiful brain at work here, too.

The muscles in his legs tried to rebel against his efforts, though, as he pushed them harder around the room. Dylan fought against quitting, though. Three hours a week. That was the assignment...and he could run for three hours. He used to do it all the time at home in Wisconsin.

...Oh. Alice was ready for him to Flipendo...

He paused and took aim. TARGET LOCKED. The Captain breathed deep, centering himself and his magic for a moment...just getting in the zone and wiping a stray drop of sweat from his forehead. "Flipendo!" The blue light surged forth again...and he held tight as it flew towards the dummy once more. Like the previous two spells, the blue light made contact and bounced back.

Smirking over at Alice, he continued on with his running.