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me. “We could sell gym memberships to people who just want to work out instead of ride. The nearest gym in this town is twenty miles away.”
    “That could work,” I say, smiling. Just another business type thing I’ll need to figure out.
    “We seriously need to think of a fuckin’ name,” Park says, looking at a weight bench as if he’s just fallen in love with it. “We still need a Facebook page and a website and some advertising. And we can’t do shit without a business name.”
    “I know, so get to it,” Jace says. They keep bantering but I wander away, pretending to admire the new equipment so they don’t pull me into the conversation.
    Naming the business has become the hardest part of starting a business. And all of my ideas suck. I tried saying they should use their last names and call it something like Park and Adams Training Center, but they the boys argued over whose last name should go first—both of them wanted the other’s name first. They’re too kind to each other and it’s kind of hilarious.
    I run my finger along the shiny black paint on a treadmill. The moment my fingers touch the machine, an idea slams into me so fiercely that I can’t believe I haven’t thought of it before. We have our own gym now. I’ve spent nearly all of my life feeling pointless and useless and ugly. I’m also harboring guilt and hatred over myself about the last few pounds of baby fat that still haven’t gone away.
    I smile as I gaze out over the shiny new equipment, all of it fresh and ready to change lives. I can spend these next few months becoming a better version of myself. I don’t have to sit around as a lump who eats junk food and plays with the baby, hating myself for feeling less in comparison to my hot ass husband.
    I can become the person Jace already thinks I am. I can get strong and healthy and dedicate my time to something other than self-loathing. This could work. I already spend all of my time up here anyway.
    “What are you thinking, Bay?” Jace calls out from across the room. I glance over at him and he smiles. “You look like you’ve just had a revelation.”
    He knows me so freaking well. But I just shrug and try to seem casual. “Yeah, I think I did.”

Chapter 5
     
    A week later, I’ve researched so many workout plans that I’ve lost track. I don’t know why I take such a systematic approach to this new idea, but I do. Sure I could just dive right into the gym equipment, read those little “how to” stickers on the side of each machine and do some kind of workout, but I want to do this correctly.
    So I research workouts with high reps and low weights, and low reps and high weighs. Something called HIIT that sounds absolutely horrifying, and fun workouts like yoga or dance fitness. But although the videos I watch on dance fitness sounds like a blast, there is nowhere to do something like that in our gym. At least not without the guys seeing.
    Park and Jace have spent every single day in our new gym. They waited no time at all to rip off the plastic protective coverings and dive into the new machines. I, however, have not been as enthusiastic. The idea of using our gym to get fit is such a great one but . . . I just can’t start working out with the guys in there. It’s just . . . weird.
    Thanks to some detailed and helpful websites online, I now have a binder full of workout plans that I’ve been dying to try out, and I haven’t got to work out once. Either I get to the gym and Jace is in there working out, or Park is, or they both are. I’ve asked Becca to workout with me so that maybe we could do our own thing and feel awkward together, but she vehemently said no to the idea of being anywhere near Park while she’s covered in sweat. And I can’t blame her, because I have the same problem.
    On Monday morning, I bounce into the main building with Jett balanced on my hip. I am wearing yoga pants and a sports bra under my tank top and I am determined to get a start on my