Prepping For The Competition

Rhea wondered why Ken had asked for her to come to the gym, he had never done so before. He was a large, muscular man more close to seven feet than six. He was thirty four but his face looked like he was just a little over twenty. Ken was not the steroid guzzling type. He was just a regular gym rat with a passion for the trade. Ken opened the gym for six years back, more of a hobby than an actual business. The serious body builders of the city who were tired of the regular overpriced gyms eventually heard about his place and moved their business to him. In the beginning it was just a couple of guys but since all his equipment was new, and his venue was more relaxed, his fame eventually spread. At a certain point in the business Ken actually had to proactively offer discounts to some regulars just so they can change the times of their visit.