Chapter 4 — Philosophy of Strength

Aiden

The gym was quieter than usual for a Tuesday. The faint hum of treadmills and the rhythmic clink of weights filled the space as Aiden adjusted the straps on a TRX suspension trainer in the corner. Morning sunlight streamed through the studio’s massive windows, casting warm beams across the polished floor. He liked this time of day. Fewer people. Fewer distractions. It left room for focus—both his and his clients’.