Through the lens, Aiden’s features were smaller his muscles seemed not as detailed as they were when you saw them in person. With the equipment out of the bag, I waited for the perfect shot. No one paid me any attention as I settled in they were all too busy to look around. One of my duties was to update his social media pages and engage his fans his sponsors and fans enjoyed seeing live shots of him working out. Finding a spot out of the way but still close enough to take a decent picture, I sat cross-legged at the edge of the mats perpendicular to Aiden and his current trainer, pulling out the DSLR camera I’d suggested he should buy specifically for this purpose a year ago. Yeah, 1100-pound tires.Īnd I thought I was badass when I managed to carry all of my grocery bags to my apartment in one trip.Ī few feet away, a familiar-looking man stood by watching The Wall of Winnipeg. I just had to look for the largest one of them all, and it only took a second to spot the big head on the turf section by one of the eleven-hundred-pound tires. Half of them looked like football players and the other half looked like some other sort of athlete. Scattered around the building at six o’clock in the morning, were only about ten other people. Half of the floor looked like turf and the other half had lightly cushioned black flooring for a weight training section. At a cavernous, ten-thousand-square-foot size, red-and-black décor swam in front of my eyes. Past the cardio machines and through two swinging double doors was the main part of the training ground.
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