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The Architecture of Discipline: A Home Gym Ten Years in the Making.

The vision of a home gym began about 10 years ago, living in California. I couldn't fit my chick SUV into my garage... So what else would I do with the space but turn it into a space to avoid working out? I cancelled my gym membership. Bought a quality squat rack. Dated a guy who ran a fitness equipment and supplement company who sent me some kettle bells. Bought a Peloton bike. I would get I probably five or six workouts a month in it.  I disliked having to walk down stairs and outside to get to the gym. Part of the draw of the Tucson house when I found it six years ago was an enclosed former carport that had created a 19 foot by 12 foot room with a concrete floor. It housed the washer and dryer, along with gas line and water line connections to support it. And on the wall sat a new splitter AC unit. The windows were old. the door to outside was old. And there were two internal windows that the two bedrooms could peer down into it. I brought in my gym equipment and managed to work...

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