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[commercialgymequipment]

How to Create an Effective Exercise Routine with Fitness Equipment

In today's fast-paced world, maintaining a healthy lifestyle has become more important than ever. One of the key components of a healthy lifestyle is regular exercise. Whether you're looking to lose weight, build muscle, or improve your overall health, incorporating fitness equipment into your exercise routine can help you achieve your goals more effectively. In this blog post, we'll explore how you can create an effective exercise routine using fitness equipment, focusing on commercial fitness equipment, commercial gym suppliers, commercial gym machines, and commercial gym equipment.

Set Clear Goals:

Before you start using fitness equipment, it's essential to set clear and achievable goals. Whether you want to lose weight, build muscle, or improve your overall fitness, having specific goals will help you stay motivated and track your progress.

Choose the Right Equipment:

When selecting fitness equipment for your routine, consider your goals, fitness level, and budget. Commercial fitness equipment, such as treadmills, ellipticals, and stationary bikes, are great options for cardiovascular workouts. If you're looking to build muscle, consider incorporating weight machines, dumbbells, and kettlebells into your routine.

Start Slowly and Progress Gradually:

If you're new to exercise or have been inactive for a while, it's essential to start slowly and gradually increase the intensity of your workouts. This will help prevent injuries and allow your body to adapt to the new routine.

Mix Cardiovascular and Strength Training:

A well-rounded exercise routine should include both cardiovascular and strength training exercises. Cardiovascular exercises, such as running or cycling, help improve your heart health and burn calories. Strength training exercises, such as lifting weights, help build muscle and increase your metabolism.

Incorporate Flexibility and Balance Exercises:

In addition to cardiovascular and strength training, it's essential to incorporate flexibility and balance exercises into your routine. These exercises help improve your flexibility, balance, and range of motion, reducing the risk of injury and improving your overall performance.

Listen to Your Body:

It's important to listen to your body and adjust your routine accordingly. If you experience pain or discomfort during exercise, stop immediately and consult a healthcare professional. Overtraining can lead to injuries and setbacks in your fitness journey.

Stay Consistent:

Consistency is key to achieving your fitness goals. Try to exercise regularly, ideally at least 3-4 times per week, to see the best results. Remember that progress takes time, so be patient and stay motivated.

Conclusion

In conclusion, creating an effective exercise routine with fitness equipment requires setting clear goals, choosing the right gym equipment, starting slowly, mixing cardio and strength training, incorporating flexibility and balance exercises, listening to your body, and staying consistent. By following these tips, you can create a workout routine that helps you achieve your fitness goals and improve your overall health and well-being.

FAQs

Q: What is the best commercial fitness equipment for beginners? A: For beginners, it's best to start with simple and easy-to-use equipment such as treadmills, stationary bikes, or ellipticals. These machines provide a low-impact workout and are great for building cardiovascular endurance.

Q: How often should I change my commercial gym machines? A: The frequency of changing commercial gym machines depends on several factors, including the quality of the equipment, the usage intensity, and maintenance. Generally, high-quality machines can last for several years with regular maintenance and servicing.

Q: Are there any specific exercises I should avoid when using commercial fitness equipment? A: While commercial fitness equipment is generally safe to use, it's essential to use proper form and technique to avoid injury. Avoid using heavy weights or machines that you are not familiar with without proper supervision or instruction.

[101maverick]

Hi! Saw your newest post, so thought I might as well try to help with your writers block :)

How about headcanons of the bat boys dating a broke reader? Alternatively, batboys x bimbo!reader?

Hope this helps you get out of your slump, enjoy the rest of your day and take your time if you ain't up for it :]

A/n: Tysm for the request! Hope you enjoy :)

Dick Grayson

Being resident in Bludhaven, he's financially independent and certainly not rich. He refuses to depend on Bruce.

This means he hasn't got any trust fund money to give you, but he'd definitely help you out any way he can

He'd buy you practical gifts as well as normal ones whenever he's got the chance, and if you're living together the way you divide the living costs would definitely be proportional to your spending power

Dick isn't rich but he's not broke either: the average annual salary for cops in the us is roughly $66.000, but he owns the two-bedroom apartment you live in so the only thing you guys need to pay is taxes and bills, no rent to worry about. You're also not at home for most of the day, seeing as he works as a cop and you have your own job that takes up a good chunk of your day, so the electricity bill isn't very high.

I personally think Reader would not enjoy not having to pay for anything seeing as the money comes out of Dick's own pocket, so she'd at the very least insist on paying for groceries and helping out more in the house with laundry, dishes, cleaning et cetera, to even out the responsibilities as much as possible

He'd support you as much as possible if you're getting a degree, he'd be like your own personal cheerleader, and after you get it he'd organise this huge surprise graduation party for you and then help you get a job in the field of your degree

like if you became a lawyer he'd hook you up with some judges/attorneys he knows aren't corrupt and get you a job in their law firm (paid intern of course, after having worked so hard you want to make it yourself in the world)

I think you two would have tons of fun at the thrift! You wouldn't feel bad about him insisting to spend his money, and you would have the best time just perusing the racks and laughing at all the insane stuff you find plus trying on some genuinely nice clothes

One thing he splurges on though is making sure you have a state-of-the-art home gym, in fact that is why he buys your building's basement and equips it with every work-out machine under the sun plus a trapeze and equipment to practice a ton of other dynamic sports of the sort

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Jason Todd

He's a crime lord so it's safe to say this dude is filthy rich

He obviously doesn't show it though and apart from having a lot of it as an emergency fund for when he needs to defend himself in gang wars I believe he anonymously donates the rest to charities

I go with the canon of Jason being catholic so I believe he gives to the Church, but it could obviously be something else like one of the many Wayne foundations (cause as much as he holds a grudge against his father he knows he's obviously not corrupt and actually helps people)

apart from this he definitely still has a lot of money

He'd refuse to see you struggle financially

He's been through that, he knows how awful it is and does not hear no for an answer when he goes to hand you insane amounts of cash

If you live together then he makes sure to get a nice apartment in the respectable parts of town, blending in with the rest of the neighbourhood to make sure the location is safe and as untraceable as possible

He handles everything and refuses to even let you pay for groceries, insisting that you concentrate on your studies and not worry about having to sustain yourself

To him you guys being a team means that you hold each other up any way you can, and you already support him immensely just by being by his side and loving him, so to him this is just doing his part and supporting you (on top of loving you like crazy of course)

One thing he'd do is make sure your house has enough space to host an insane amount of books though

On this topic I think he'd absolutely spoil you with book hauls, just taking you to every book store you can find and buying piles and piles of books

I'm talking those beautiful gold-leaf covered editions of centuries-old classics, and it doesn't matter if you already have the stories per-se in your library cause it's the edition that matters in this case, ya know?

Like sometimes you want to feel regal and distinguished reading the gold-lined hardcover Commedia, sometimes you want to feel quirky with your penguin edition Jane Eyre, other times you just want to embrace your inner sewer rat and read Macbeth from the shitty mass-produced paperbacks and Jason acknowledges and embraces it

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Tim Drake

Tim, like Jason, is also filthy rich, in virtue of being the owner of Drake Industries and the representative C.E.O. for Bruce at Wayne Enterprises

You'd both live in his Nest, and given the horrendous amount of electricity it consumes it's all already paid for by his company so no need to worry about that

He would only accept "payment" for everything he does for you in the form of you making sure he goes to sleep at decent amounts of time when he's elbow-deep in a case (and tons of love, obviously)

Like Jason, he'd just hands you wads of cash

EXCEPT! He does it for the most mundane stuff. Timothy Jackson Drake is a nepo baby, no way around that. Sure, while he spent his time stalking Batman and Robin through the rougher parts of Gotham he learnt street-safety 101, but he always carried anything he needed for those nightly strolls in his backpack, and he never really learned the real value of money. "$2.70 for a small bottle of water? Sounds reasonable!" is his thought process to this day.

You two would often have these moments of 'culture shock', with Tim slowly discovering how much things should cost every time you two go out to run errands together and you discovering about the insane things the rich buy and do just because Tim decided to recount some childhood stories/told you about some stuff socialites did ad a gala

Since I think Tim's love language is quality time I think he'd take you on these absurd trips whenever possible, that to you are to absurd places but to him it's a very normal trip because "my parents always went there twice a year? It's an extremely normal vacation spot?" Meanwhile it's the Maldives or a private island in Greece or something

This being Tim you also HAVE to have a state-of-the-art phone, with tons of features you will never need to use since you're a civilian but it makes him more at ease, knowing that if the need arises you have the ability to disarm a bomb with the click of a button on your display

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Damian Wayne-Al Ghul

Oh he'd absolutely refuse to have you living anywhere but a castle

It'd take convincing for him to have you living in anything less than a penthouse in the diamond district

He's not against the idea of you working, but he doesn't think that it's necessary for you to slave away at a minimum-wage job while you could be spending all your time in luxury while studying for your degree

After you get your degree he'd help you find a job at one of the most important places for your specialisation, pulling the needed strings just to make sure your resume isn't overlooked (nothing more, he's of the idea that his partner should be strong, plus he believes you to be extremely capable and so thinks that pulling strings to get you the job would be a disservice and an offence to you)

Absolutely spoils you with gifts, and by that I mean: clothes, jewellery, if you like cars he'll buy you a carpark, anything you look at for more than two seconds he'll buy

Damian's way of showing love is through gestures, so you rejecting his gifts would hurt him and he'd take it to mean that you are rejecting him/are unsatisfied with him

Like with Tim, you both would have "Culture shocks" over stuff like the worth of money, lifestyle and stuff like that

Because Damian is basically a royal (or at the very least was raised like one, I don't know what's happened to the LoA in current canon) I think he'd lowkey try to get you an armed guard for when you need to go out as a sign of love lol

"Damian I've been feeling watched while going out as of late" "Don't worry Beloved, that's just the armed guard" "Oh ok-I'm sorry what?!"

Things like anniversaries, birthdays and big events are celebrated in the most lavish settings but in a private way still, like he'll absolutely spoil you and take you to visit this super famous castle for your birthday, matter of fact he'll rent it out for the occasion

For real he does this because when you're alone he can be himself and he loves doing that when you're both experiencing something that makes you happy-- But! Those are head canons for another time hehe >:)

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Bruce Wayne

I believe he's the only one in the bat family who knows the worth of money while having being rich his entire life (ya know, having to use all the disguises he does and going undercover as a normal person a lot of the time)

He definitely offers you a job at Wayne Enterprises, and if you accept he agrees to keeping your relationship under wraps so that no one will start saying that you 'sleep with him for the job'

On that topic if the relationship ever goes public and people start saying that, he will fire them without hesitation

And if it's business partners joking with him about it, he won't stop dealing with them for the sole purpose of covertly crippling their reputation so badly they'll have no choice but to sell their companies to him

You obviously live with him at the Manor, and he insists that everything be paid for by himself only (ya know, richest man in New Jersey and probably the world soooo....)

Bruce is really bad with his emotions, he tends to really repress them whenever he deems them something he's not 'worthy' of feeling or whenever he perceives he has failed at something or failed someone, so the mere fact he confessed his feelings towards you and that he doesn't shun your love is a huge step forward for him. This doesn't mean that he's good at expressing his emotions when he doesn't repress them though, especially not with words.

This is why his main love languages are gift-giving and acts of service, because he shows his love through actions.

Gift-giving as an important love language for him happens because he's very busy both during the day and the night, so sometimes your schedules just don't align or he even has to go off-world with the Justice League and stuff, so he 'makes up' those missed acts of service with lavish gifts

Usually this could be seen as 'throwing money at the problem and hoping it fixes itself' but the thing is that Bruce's gifts are pretty much always spontaneous. He's out and about in his public persona or patrolling as batman, and he sees a storefront with something that reminds him of you or that he thinks you would like. The next logical step is obviously buying it for you as soon as possible and getting it to the manor. Because Bruce is really bad at showing it but the people he loves are always at the forefront of his mind (when he's not being an asshole and repressing his emotions as if the fate of humankind depended on his ability to give his family the cold shoulder and communicating only in grunts and sighs)

———————————— A/n: this was so fun! I love writing head canons because there is no pressure with story flow and how much description and feeling you're putting into it, it's very similar to sharing your thoughts with a friend and that's what endears the format to me so much :) Hope you enjoyed! If you like my work, please consider reblogging and checking out my other works through the master list in my pinned post<3 Love you all🩷

Total word count: 2009

[mazikeenhyde]

Oh Baby, Pain is Pleasure - PART 2

POLY JUDGMENT DAY X READER (WRESTLER) 

Y/W/N – Your Wrestling Name 

Y/W/N/F – Your Wrestling Name Finisher

WARNING – SMUT,  POLY RELATIONSHIPS, BDSM, SPANKING, VIOLENT REFRENCES, BLOOD, INJURY, ABUSE (CONSENTUAL) 

I’m going to apologise to you all now, and pre-warn you in advance, this is an absolute rollercoaster of a storyline! Shits about to get REAL REAL REAL messy! 

Oh Baby…Pain is Pleasure - Part Two

2 WEEKS BEFORE WRESTLEMANIA – 

The speakers inside our home gym were so loud it felt like the walls were shaking, Rhea & Finn had spent a long time creating the perfect set up! It was truly a masterpiece of absolute Hell. From weight racks, dumbbells, treadmills, resistance machines and more, this room had caused some serious pain & suffering to us all. But we loved it. In the middle stood a large wrestling ring in which I had spent a lot of time with everyone practicing over and over and over again. 

We were two weeks out from WrestleMania, I was nervous, but I had worked so hard to earn my chance at the Women’s World Championship title and neither I nor any of Judgment Day were going to let this opportunity pass me by! Finn had said I would be training with him today with the boxing pads in the ring, so I knew I was in for it, I’d made sure to wrap my wrists up tight. 

Damian and Rhea had gone out grocery shopping while Finn and I hit our workout hard, we had planned on enjoying a big family BBQ cook out for our last night at our home before we all hit the road. Dom, who had been asked by Damian to clean up the kitchen had completely ignored the request and was upstairs instead gaming. That boy was a glutton for punishment I swear, I’m convinced he secretly likes being put over Damian’s knee. He’s there more often than not after all! Though I came in at a close second with Finn. Although we both knew if we ever overstepped the mark too far it would be Rhea that we would have to answer to. Mami doesn’t like to be tested. 

“AGAIN! 1-2. AGAIN 1-2.” Finn shouted as the music continued to blast through the room, he held up the pads with a swift punch followed on from me at each demand. 

“AGAIN! 1-2-3. HARDER, STOP PUSSY FOOTING AROUND Y/N! AGAIN 1-2” Finn shouted again, the sweat dripped down his forehead as he maneuvered his way around the ring shirtless, his footwork light as ever and his manhood bouncing in time to the beat of the stereo. He’d worn those black shorts on purpose, I just knew it. 

 “Y/N! FOCUS! 1-2… 1-2-3… 1-2….AGAIN!” 

I swear...my sweat was sweating at this point, we had been going for what felt like hours. I could barely feel my legs, it was like walking on jelly. My heart pounded, my shoulders were shaking, and my arms felt so weak, yet somehow, I was still going. The determination powering me on. 

But that… that bounce. That shape in his shorts. So full and prominent… it was so fucking distracting.  It wasn’t just my face that was wet at this point, in between my legs that devilish pulse grew every stronger. My inner thighs were like a slip and slide on a hot summers day as I tried my best to continue training, the room felt like it was 101 degrees and… 

SMACK.

Finn went down, shit. Id missed the pad completely and instead of hitting the second-round I had completely taken out our Prince, Our lord and savior, the man I so desperately wanted to spread me out across this mat and destroy me.

 I was in for it. I was fucked. 

Raising my hand to cover my mouth for a second, I panicked before moving forward to assist Finn, but he had other ideas. Instead, leaning back onto his shoulders he leapt up to his feet and rushed over pushing me into the ropes, towering over my head and leaning down so I could feel his sweat drip onto my chest as he spat through gritted teeth. 

“THE FUCK…. do you think your playing at lass…. Hmm.” Finn’s eyes looked down on me, what felt like burning a hole into my soul was also still majorly turning me on. 

“I..I..urr…I” I stuttered, unable to fully ground myself in the situation. Between the music still blaring into the room, my heart beating at an uncontrollable pace and one drop dead gorgeous man looming over head, well I was lost in it all. 

Finn launched the boxing pads off his hands in one strong flinging motion before grabbing my hair and hips and throwing me into the corner ring post. He followed over swiftly grabbing one of my legs and tucking it behind the middle rope while still holding a fistful of my hair with the other. 

“Distractions Y/N…Distractions are expensive.” He muttered sternly under his voice as he lent into my ear. 

“Distractions cost titles.” Finn’s breath in my ear sent shivers down my spine. Christ my inner core was melting at the accent that rolled off his Irish tounge. How I would have begged to put that tongue to work in between my legs, id of choked out the dominant prick and drowned him in my orgasm given half a chance. 

Finn ran his hand slowly from my ankle up my leg, stopping at the hem of the mini gym shorts I had borrowed from Rhea. The slogan ‘MAMI’ painted across my backside in bold font was hard to miss. 

“Distractions…” Finn’s voice was husky, heavy and deep. Slightly out of breath and yet completely in control. 

“Lead to temptations…” He ran his hand over the soaked core in between my legs causing me to tense as his hand, for just a moment his hand touched my clit and I swear it was like the devil had sent this man to toy with what was left of my sanity. We had barely begun, and I could have finished on the spot.

Finn leaned back and rested his forehead on mine for a moment before pulling me in, so our lips were millimeters from touching. 

“Those temptations will be granted… After you win that title.” And with that he stepped away, turning his back on me, and retrieving the boxing pads ready to start training again. 

I didn’t move.

My body was stuck, it was frozen in the desperation to be fucked in this ring. It had been weeks, weeks since any of them would take me to bed. Christ it didn’t even need to be a bed, Id of let Finn, Dom or Damien bend me over and fuck me down the alleyway behind the WWE performance Centre if it had meant I could have gotten some release.

Finn stood glaring at me, “Down…now.” I still didn’t move, I thought if I was a brat then he would have to react. Teach me a lesson. 

Taking my leg off the ropes I stood opposite him only a few feet away, initiating the stare down. I was never going to win mind you, but it was fun to press Finn’s buttons. How my inner goddess ached to lay across his lap, to bury that beard between my thighs, to feel his manhood at the back of my throat. Desperate times call for desperate measures. 

“Don’t test me little girl…” Finn’s voice was harsh now, that sexy playful tinge he usually had was gone. A part of me wasn’t so sure this was a good idea, but then again, it was this or back to training. And I knew which workout I would have preferred.

The Naked one. 

I stuck to my guns, I didn’t move, I didn’t blink, I didn’t break eye contact. 

“Y/N… Raise. Your. Hands” Finn’s words were cold. 

I stayed still. The devil on my shoulder was going for it now. Fuck the prince it said... Literally.

He took his fighting stance and lifted the pads, still I didn’t move. 

“Last Chance…” he warned, seconds before throwing a 1-2 punch in my direction, closing the gap between us. 

I was quick to raise my fists and defend his every attempt. 

1-2, 1-2-3, 1, 1, 1-2, 1, 1-2-3. 

It was relentless, I realized then this was how he would punish me. I was never going to get what I wanted. Instead, he was going to force me to fight, otherwise Id of left this training session with bruises from head to toe. And not the fun kinky kind. 

He carried on, forcing me around the ring in circles, my breath heaving, music still going as the volume seemed to increase, the sweat now dripping from every inch of my body as his jabs kept coming, and coming, and coming. 

Suddenly, the gym door smashed open, and Dominik fell through it tumbling to the floor, closely followed by a rather furious Damian and unimpressed Rhea. Neither had seemed too pleased to come home and find the kitchen still a mess from breakfast while Dom Dom had elected to level up on WWE2K instead. 

I turned my head for a split second at the noise and… well… BAM. 

The pain ran through my head like electricity from a lighting bolt. As if reality had come in that moment, silence fell. Slamming down on the map I grasped at my eye, my vision half blurred and teary as I curled myself up onto my knees with my head in my lap. 

“OW! THE FUCK!” I shouted in Finn’s direction; he knelt down next to me pulling my hand away to view an already blue bruise forming around my left eye. I could barely see him properly, but even in silhouette form he was gorgeous. A complete twat who had just given me a black eye 2 weeks before my big WrestleMania match, but still gorgeous. 

“Told ya lass..” Finn chuckled, “Distractions cost titles!” With that he stood up and pulled the pads off his hands before grabbing a towel from the side and throwing it over to me. 

From the other side of the room Damian towered over Dom, grabbing him by the scruff of his shirt. 

“Upstairs. NOW.” His voice was hash and honestly, I think poor Dom knew he had made a mistake. But I was still  jealous, I would have traded spots with him in a heartbeat just so Damian could have broken me apart instead. There may be 206 bones in the human body, but Id let Damian make it 207, EVERY. DAY.

Dom scrambled to his feet and sped off upstairs with Damian following close behind him. Rhea laughed and walked over switching off the sound system before heading to a little mini fridge, she grabbed a quick snap ice pack and wrapped it in a blue paper towel before hopping up onto the side of the ring. 

I scooted my way over and climbed under the bottom rope taking a seat next to her. Tears still in my eyes and with the Ice pack in hand she held it up to my face brushing the loose hair away that had escaped my messy bun. 

I looked longingly into her eyes, hoping she would see the desperate need I had for her. Not even just in the bedroom, just to be held. I felt tired, broken and now thanks to Finn...sore. I was nervous for this upcoming match, truth be told I was absolutely terrified and I just needed to feel loved. 

Rhea smiled at me, gently kissed my cheek and hopped off the ring apron, heading for the door. One hand on the frame she stopped for a moment and looked back over her shoulder at me and smiled. 

“Sorry Bunny, rules are rules. No distractions.” Rhea said before closing the gym door behind her. 

I don’t know why I felt so hurt in that moment, they weren’t being cruel. It was standard with anyone, 100% focus on the upcoming championship. 

Win the belt. Win the belt. Win the belt, become a champion. 

Reality bought me back to earth when my phone buzzed on the gym floor, I looked down to where I had discarded it, prior to stepping in the ring with Finn. Tossing it around like it didn’t cost thousands, typical gym behavior. 

Jumping down off the apron, I sat on the floor with my back to the ring, I could hear the faint mumbled sounds of Damian upstairs and wondered for a second just how much trouble Dom had gotten himself into. Honestly boy, just load the dishwasher. It isn’t that hard. 

Shaking my head and smiling I attempted to unlock my phone screen with facial recognition but the ice pack put a stop to that plan. Instead tugging with my teeth at the sweat soaked hand wraps I was wearing I managed to get them off and using my Pin I unlocked the screen. 

Time Stopped. 

It stood still. 

Shit. 

Two messages. 

One from an unknown number i didn't recgonise, and one from a very well-known number I needed to forget.

KNOWN NUMBER – ‘Nothing makes us as lonely, as our secrets Y/N. You know where to find me…’ 

UNKNOWN NUMBER –  ‘Locker Witnesses’

[pbazzi535]

Interlinked Chapter 1

Background: Paige has been playing in the WNBA for 3 seasons, going into her 4th season, she is still playing in Dallas. Paige is 27, Elizabeth is 26, and Kinzley is 2.

April 2028

Paige Bueckers stood in the practice gym for the Dallas Wings, with a rack of balls shooting corner 3’s. She had been working so hard this off season to improve her shooting and build strength in her knees which have been sore lately. Paige hears the door to the practice facility swing open, she didn’t pay much attention to it just figuring it was Arike coming to get some extra shots up like she always did. Arike and Paige spent the most time in the gym, they made a pact when Paige got drafted that they would do everything in their power to grow together and bring a championship to Dallas together. So, they were often found lifting or in the gym shooting. When Arike didn’t say her usual “wassup Bueckers”, Paige decided to look towards the door. That’s when she saw a little girl, beautiful curly brown hair, blue eyes, in a cute blue dress, running towards her. 

Paige barely had enough time to drop the basketball she was holding and bend down to catch the little girl before she went barrelling into her legs. Paige picked her up, the little girl was giggling uncontrollably, Paige smiled, “Hi, are you coming to shoot some hoops with me?”. Suddenly, the door swung open again “oh my gosh I am so sorry, she ran from me when I was grabbing my laptop, Kinsley come here please”. 

Paige, still holding the little girl, put her down to go back to who she assumed is her mom. Paige couldn’t help but stare, she was gorgeous, from where she stood 15 feet away, Paige could see her beautiful blue eyes, long brown hair and breathtaking smile. “Don’t worry about it, I think she wanted me to get her rebounds, and I could work on that”, Paige joked. “I’m Elizabeth by the way, and this is Kinzley, she is trying to avoid her naptime”. Elizabeth smiled at Paige and picked up her daughter. “Avoiding a nap?! Kinzley, naps are the best! I’m Paige, its nice to meet you guys… are you the new trainer? I heard some of the girls talking last week.” “Yes, I am, today is my first day, and it isn’t going too well, I am definitely lost...”

Paige picked up the basketball that she had dropped earlier and said, “well I know my way around this place pretty well, I can show you around just let me put this away”. “Oh no I couldn’t interrupt your workout, I am sure…” “No I insist, you are a part of the team now and I won’t ever leave someone lost in this big building” Paige interrupted “plus I am done here for the day, my arms are starting to feel like jello”, Paige smiled. 

Elizabeth blushed, “I really appreciate that” and started following Paige out of the gym.

“so, are you new to Dallas?” Paige asked as she showed Elizabeth and Kinsley around the facilities. “yeah, we just moved her a couple weeks ago, when I heard about this opportunity, I could not pass it up” Elizabeth answered. “well I hope you enjoy it here, this is a great team and the staff are amazing too, they made me feel right at home when I joined the team a few years ago… have you been a trainer for a while?” Paige asked as they rounded the corner to the recovery room. “Yeah, I actually opened up a private practice with my ex in LA and saw lots of professional athletes.” Elizabeth glanced around the room and saw the office with her name on it. “I think this is my office?” Elizabeth looked back at Paige. “yep this is it, and I think I covered all of the major areas, you’ll know you way around pretty quickly” Paige met Elizabeth’s eyes and realized just how long her eyelashes were and how they complimented her light blue eyes so well. They just stared at each other for a few moments, “Mommy… I’m tired” Kinzley broke the silence, rubbing her eyes. Elizabeth looked down at her daughter in her arms and smiled “I know baby, we are going to go home now, say goodbye to Paige”. 

“Bye Paigey” Kinzley says sleepily. 

“Bye sweetheart, have a good nap” Paige smiles at the little girls nickname for her.

“Well, I will see you around I am sure, thanks again for showing me around, and sorry for interrupting your workout with my escape artist daughter”. 

“No worries at all, it was great to meet you… I would love to grab a coffee with you sometime, you know to show you the best spot in town” Paige scratches the back of her neck nervously. 

“I would love that… I’ll give you my number and you can text me” Elizabeth says and she rubs Kinzley’s back putting her to sleep on her shoulder. 

Paige gives Elizabeth her phone to put her number in. 

“bye Paige” Elizabeth says sweetly and she turns and walks away. Paige just watches and whispers to herself “gosh she is beautiful.”

A/N: Thanks for reading! Let me know if you like it and would like the next chapters!

[laurfilijames]

Breathe

Part 3

Pairing: Will 'Ironhead' Miller x female reader

Words: 5.9k

Warnings: Rated E, 18+. Unprotected intercourse. Swearing. Public sex. Oral sex (M receiving). Too many mentions of his sweaty body 🫠💦 Slight dom/sub dynamics.

Summary: You're back at the gym attempting to distract yourself from thinking of Will, your conversation from the night before weighing on your mind, but it turns out Captain Miller has even less restraint when it comes to you than he thought he did.

A/N: The smut is finally here, and it's really long. That's what she said.

Part 1 Part 2

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Coming to the gym at this time of day was bliss. Hardly anyone was ever here - having already rushed after work so they could get home to their families - leaving you without distraction to focus on your routine and enjoy this time for yourself.

It seemed like when you were here you could really shut your mind off and just be; no work, no stress, nothing filtering in or out that was worth a second thought.

Lately it had been very different, though, and today was the worst out of all of them. You still couldn't keep count of your reps to save your life, your mind completely occupied by Will. Getting through work was bad enough, every thought regarding your job followed by one of him, and now you knew it was impossible to rid him from your mind.

You did your best not to continuously glance around the gym in hopes of seeing him, but there was no use denying you were craving to lay your eyes on him again especially after last night, his powerful words playing on repeat.

“I want you.”

Regardless of wanting you, he had made it clear that he wasn't acting on it, so you needed to do your best to lay these feelings to rest and work on self-preservation.

You placed the dumbbells you had just finished using back on the rack and grabbed a disinfectant towel to wipe them down, switching out for a heavier pair in hopes that struggling through a little pain would help set you straight.

Just as you vowed to forget all the ways he made you feel, you caught in the reflection of the mirror in front of you the Miller brothers walking in through the front doors.

Blue eyes instantly locked with yours, and the slight smile tugging at his perfect lips had your heart leaping into your throat and your stomach fluttering with excitement and arousal as it always did whenever he was around.

You cursed to yourself when he started sauntering over right when you started into your first round, doing your best to focus on your form and not let his presence disturb you too much.

"Hey," he drawled, placing his hands on his hips.

"Hey," you panted, attempting to limit the amount of effort showing on your face.

"You been here long?" Will asked, looking around before peering at you from under those long, blond lashes.

"Uhh, not really, no," you huffed, dropping your weights and smoothing your hair out of your face, taking the opportunity for a rest before your next set. "I'm almost done with this and was going to do the stairmaster before doing a long stretch. I'm still sore from the other day."

You gave a small laugh, watching the side of his mouth turn upward, his eyebrows lifting in amusement.

"Maybe I'll join you for that stretch," he spoke, his voice low. "I've gotta help Benny and then he's heading out for training."

"Well, you know where to find me."

"Okay." He winked at you, sending a pulsing need straight to your core, the sight of his ass in his shorts as he walked away not helping your case.

In a fury, you picked up your dumbbells and powered through your last sets with more energy than you had ever had, putting your frustrations to good use.

The music in your ears was louder than it should be, using it to drown out all the thoughts you were having, each step on the circulating, automatic stairs working to take you to a place that maybe didn't include him. It was helpful that the cardio machines were all facing away from the weights, so even though you knew he was somewhere behind you, you had the view of the night sky and streetlights to look at instead of him and his brother lifting what always looked like more than double your bodyweight.

Punishing yourself for what crossed your mind after that, you pushed the button to increase the incline as well as the speed, needing to use this burnout to displace the buzzing in your mind.

After another five minutes you turned off the machine, feeling the effects on your legs and glutes tenfold as you lowered your feet back onto the floor, the tremble in them almost too much as you were forced to climb back up to wipe down the stairmaster.

As you walked toward the open section where you would perform your stretches, you glanced over to see the Miller's hard at work; sweat dripping off of Will's nose as he spotted Benny through a heavy set of bench presses.

"Okay, that's good, Benny," Will told his brother, helping him replace the barbell back on the rack after he completed his final rep. "You're gonna be too gassed to spar tonight."

Benny sat up and checked his watch, "Yeah, I should get over there anyway. You hanging out here for a bit?"

Will craned his neck to look over a machine, spotting you on the floor with your legs in a precarious position.

"Yeah, man, I'll see you at home," he nodded.

"I'm going for beers after, so I'll be in later," Benny explained, grabbing his ball cap out of Will's out-stretched hand to place backwards on his head, doing a poor attempt at keeping his wet, longer tresses contained.

Inhale. One, two, three. Exhale. One, two, three.

You repeated this with each movement, flowing through a relaxing vinyasa, feeling your muscles lengthen and stretch out that held onto the warmth from your workout to make it all feel that much better.

For the first time in what seemed like forever, you were only focused on your breathing, not having to consciously remind yourself to do it, your rhythm slow and controlled.

You transitioned from downward dog into chaturanga and back again, peddling out your heels alternatively to stretch your hamstrings and calves, indulging in the sensation of your tight muscles loosening up.

Continuing this a few more times, you prayed that a view of your ass sticking up in the air would draw over Will's attention, and while in your last downward dog, you glanced through your legs to find him sneaking a peek as he jogged on the treadmill.

Tucking your lip between your teeth to stave off your smile, you moved forward into a plank, holding position and breathing through for a minute before folding into child's pose, then up into table top where you slowly rotated your head from side to side. You arched your back, exhaling as you felt relief in your spine in cow, then rounded it up into cat, each exchange between the two poses putting you perfectly on display.

You wouldn't hesitate to admit you were holding your poses longer than was necessary, the wind-down from your intense workout feeling almost as rewarding as knowing there were a set of blue eyes locked on you; anything to tempt the man watching you like his prey.

Will always had a plan. Everything he did was deliberate and carefully executed, but as he slammed the stop button on the treadmill and dismounted it before it even had the chance to stop and walked over to you now, he didn't know what the fuck he was doing.

He couldn't take it any longer, seeing you bent over like that on the mat, stretching your nimble limbs that he kept imagining tossing about and manipulating into different positions; the walls of composure and collection he worked so hard to carefully build up crumbling to the ground because of you.

No one else had ever made him feel like this, making him want to lose control, and everything in him knew you would be his undoing the moment he laid eyes on you.

You had finished your show for him and were making your way toward the change rooms, making Will take a quick scan of the gym as he followed, spotting one guy who had recently come in and started his workout over on the far side, and a woman who conveniently carried all her belongings with her moving contentedly on an elliptical. There was only ever one staff member on shift at a time - tonight a teenage kid whose face was glued to the screen of his phone - and otherwise the gym was dead.

Within a few long strides, Will was behind you, his stealth catching you by surprise when he gently took hold of your elbow and made you flinch and pull it away instinctively before clasping your hand to your chest, your laugh and smile only increasing his ferocity.

Your expression quickly shifted into curiosity, tilting your head slightly as you must have registered the hormones pouring off of him, knowing he had no way of disguising the dark look in his eyes or the way his body worked to lean close to yours.

Will held his breath as he let what little patience he had left give you some grace, waiting and watching as your eyes fell from his down to his lips, your pulse quickening in your neck a cue that everything in you knew what was about to happen.

You met each other without hesitation, lips crashing against one another furiously, the first taste making you moan loudly and him growl appreciatively, taking only a couple of sloppy, hasty kisses to find a tempo that already had Will hard and you desperate for more.

He walked into you, forcing you back against the wall, the air in your lungs blowing out as you thudded against the painted concrete blocks.

His hands cupped your face and he pulled away for a moment, wanting to check that he wasn't getting carried away in everything he was wanting.

Your lips couldn't look more inviting, glistening with his saliva, already slightly puffy from his beard roughly moving against them, and the look in your eyes told him everything he needed to know; you were done waiting and were ready for him, whatever the consequences.

He narrowed his eyes, still searching yours for a firm answer, and breathlessly muttered, "Yeah?"

You nodded in return despite how firmly he was holding your face, your own 'yes' dying on your lips as you leaned forward and kissed him hard, your hands reaching up to claw at his damp t-shirt.

You knew Will would taste and smell divine, but it was impossible to fathom him being this craveable, the more your tongue probed and rolled against his, the more you knew you needed to have your mouth on every inch of him.

Your hands slid down his chest to his waistband where you slipped them up beneath the hem of his shirt, skirting them upward to feel the smooth skin covering the ripples of thick muscles and flesh. He groaned into your mouth, the rumble of his low octave reverberating through you to increase your desire to please this man even more, making the wetness between your legs match the amount of sweat that coated the rest of your body.

Your fingertips easily slid across his torso on account of his own layer of sweat, and you could taste it on his lips with each kiss; being able to experience this raw, accelerated version of each other all the more alluring and empowering.

The sound of a heavy weight clanging against metal brought you both back into awareness of your location; the hallway leading to the change rooms not the most discreet choice for your heated make-out session.

Will cast a hungry glance at you and nodded his head toward the men's change room, thinking it was more likely for a man to be less offended in walking in on anything than a woman.

Having dreamt of this for longer than you could imagine, you pushed your inhibitions aside and followed him willingly, your arousal spiking as you abandoned all modesty.

A guttural sound that you knew was meant to be a chuckle tore past his lips as he backed you up against a set of lockers, the steel against the exposed skin under your sports bra making you jolt forward into him.

"Jesus Christ, look what you're doing to me," he whispered before capturing your lips again in a needy kiss.

Your fingers danced across his torso again, under his damp shirt, following the trail of soft, golden hairs that started below his belly button and continued beneath his shorts.

Will tugged at your bottom lip roughly with his teeth as you dared to explore further, his breathing increasing with his lust, his impatience for you to take him in your hand growing along with everything else.

Continuing to kiss you like he was trying to steal your air, he hastily tore his shorts down over his ass, grabbing your hand and shoving it down the front of them where you eagerly took hold of his swollen cock and stroked it appreciatively.

A long moan that turned into a whine blew past your lips, having assumed from all the times you had stared that he would be big but didn't think he was this huge, your fingers closing around his thick girth as you moved up and down his generous length.

Your core ached and throbbed with a need to have him buried inside you and stretching you out like never before, your skin tingling with what felt like electricity at the anticipation of it.

Will knew it was risky, aware that anyone could walk in at any given moment, and even though he had done a thorough evaluation of who was currently in the gym, that someone new could show up and head right into the change room where he was about to fuck you without care of anyone seeing. It wasn't like him to be so careless, but for the first time since the Publix incident, his basic instincts were taking over, clouding his mind and betraying his control.

The way you were working his dick had him on the brink already, and in a rageful haze he shoved his fingers in the waistband of your leggings and peeled them down your thighs, doing the same with your slick-coated panties next.

The tight spandex of your leggings had your legs trapped at the knee, hardly allowing any room for you to spread your legs apart, and after swiping his long fingers through your soaked folds and up to lubricate your swollen clit, Will took hold of your ass and your hip with each of his hands and drove his cock into you.

"God, you're so fuckin' tight," he growled, pulling all the way out before slamming back in again, filling you to your deepest point where you cried out and clawed your nails into his shoulder.

He hammered you recklessly, the control he had over you and his unrelenting thrusts the only thing he did have control of, the rest of him lost and consumed by your panting, open-mouthed kisses and your wet pussy encasing him like a vice.

The door of the locker supporting you made noise with every thrust, his force amazing you and sending you closer to your climax each time, the sensation of his long, hard cock dragging in and out tightly against your walls making you fall faster than ever.

You did your best to move along with him, cursing the restriction of your pants that trapped your legs no further than hip-distance apart, but Will made up for it with the motion of his own hips, rolling up into you so his lower abs and coarse hairs around his cock rubbed against your clit with perfect pressure and tempo.

"Fuck! Will!" you screamed, burying your face in the crook of his sweaty neck, attempting to quiet yourself as you plummeted into ecstasy.

Feeling you clench around him and soak his throbbing dick only made him work harder, fucking you violently to carry you through your orgasm, aiming to intensify and extend it as selflessly as he could.

The sounds pouring from you and the way your body shuddered and quivered in aftershocks sent him barrelling into his own orgasm, and borrowing confidence from you, he let himself give in to his release.

"Cum in me, Will, please!" you begged, holding onto his frame desperately, rocking your hips against him to aid in his pleasure.

"Fuck!" he roared, bucking into you wildly, supporting your body with only his cock and one of his hands as he slammed his other against the locker beside you, his aggression spurring you into a second climax.

His hot seed filled you and coated your overly-sensitive lips and clit perfectly, transitioning you from one orgasm that hadn't ever died down to another, even more intense one.

Will didn't stop moving in you until he knew you had ridden out every second of your high, and as you both began to quiet yourselves from your pleasure, he kissed you ardently, his hand reaching up to hold the back of your head to keep you securely against his mouth.

Despite wanting to stay buried inside you but becoming aware of your situation again, Will slipped from you and pulled his boxers and shorts back up, watching as you slid your panties over your perfect thighs to re-cover your even more perfect pussy, the way your leggings hugged your curves nearly making him hard again already as they smoothed along your gorgeous skin.

He looked from you over his shoulder and then back again, licking his lips before he spoke in a low tone.

“We’re going to my place,” he instructed, giving you no choice, “I'm not nearly done with you."

You grinned when he turned his back to you, taking your hand to lead you through the gym and out the doors quickly and efficiently, the Captain in him shining and making you burn with desire to see everything he was capable of.

His house wasn't more than two minutes away from the gym - much to your approval - even knowing he was driving his truck faster than the speed limit permitted and was likely taking the fastest route he had figured out ages ago.

You sat leaning against the passenger-side door, eating him up shamelessly as he drove, admiring the veins in his arms and hands that rippled through his tattoos, the focus straining on his still-sweaty face as he concentrated on getting you home as quickly as he could.

The traffic light ahead turned to yellow, making Will's cheeks flinch as he clenched his teeth out of frustration, his dire need to get to you again filling you with fresh want that complimented the swell of your ego.

“What happened to self-control…only doing the things you're supposed to be doing?" you asked, your voice sultry and barely recognizable to your ears.

He gave a sly, sideways glance at you, his fingers tapping the dash as his hand hung loosely over the steering wheel, his eyebrow cocked on his forehead as he caught the cheekiness in your question.

"Or not trusting yourself?" you boldly continued, his silence prompting a false confidence in you.

The light turned green and he let his foot off the brake, letting the truck roll forward before he eased on the accelerator.

He turned his head to look at you fully this time, his eyes alight with something playful that made your stomach flip.

“I never said I was good at following those rules.”

Even in his rush to get you home, Will drove with precision, only driving a little more recklessly when he turned onto his street and sped toward his driveway, pulling in and slamming his pickup in park while reaching up to hit the button to open the garage door on the visor above his head.

You made to get out, your hand pulling on the handle to open your door, only to be stopped when you felt Will's hand grip around your other wrist to pull you back, his lips crashing against yours as soon as your body twisted toward him again.

Your kiss slowly broke, his lips still brushing yours gently, his voice low when he muttered, “I still don't trust myself with you.”

His nose rubbed against yours back and forth before he pulled away a little more, a stormy colour tinting his usually lighter blue eyes.

"I told you I would be all-in, and I meant that.” He looked at you seriously, and you wondered if this was the same look he gave fellow soldiers after delegating a command. "This is your time to go if you don't want it."

You felt your voice catch in your throat, your lungs struggling to find air, but somehow managed to speak with surety, committing yourself completely.

"I'm not going anywhere, Will."

Making it inside the house was a blur and became almost impossible, the inability to keep your hands and mouths off each other making the distance from the truck to the door further than it was.

Will blindly found the door knob and twisted it, kicking it open with his foot so forcefully it thudded against the wall with a bang, the sound lost on both of you.

The smell of the house was somehow familiar, lingering with traces of the scent you now knew was his, along with a faintness of laundry detergent as well as what you only assumed was the Miller brother's dinner from last night.

As curious as you were to look around and see what the walls that made up Will’s home contained, your priority was to satisfy your curiosity in seeing the body you had imagined naked so many times in all its godly flesh.

Will hesitantly paused in kissing you when your fingers skirted along the hem of his shirt, lifting his arms up over his head to allow you to pull the drenched cotton off of him, a playful smirk tugging at his lips once he was able to see you again.

In utter amazement at his form that was the perfect combination of toned muscle and thick skin, you smoothed your hands up his stomach to his pecs before going further to the wide column of his neck where you pulled him down slightly in order to kiss him more. He hummed into your mouth, relishing in how good you tasted and felt on his tongue, his whole body still charged and buzzing from finally being able to put his lips on yours.

You felt yourself starting to become hyper-aware of every part of his body that contacted yours, and feeling his fingertips wedge under the band of your sports bra, you were ready to fall apart right then. The sweat that saturated the already tight-fitting garment made it difficult to remove, but Will made it seem effortless as his hands stretched it away from your clammy skin and peeled it over your head. A hungry growl reverberated through him as he took in the sight of your bare chest, appreciating the soft curves of each breast with his slender fingers before plucking and twisting your stiffened nipples between them.

You moaned, closing your eyes and tipping your head back, the goosebumps that poured out over every inch of your skin reaching your scalp where a shiver shot straight down your back.

"Will…" you breathed, praying he would never stop touching you.

The sound of his name coming from your lips like that made him feel feral, and there was no more time to waste in getting you fully naked so he could fuck you again and feel every part of you on him.

His lips dove to your neck, kissing you roughly while his hands traveled down your waist where his fingers took hold on the band of your leggings sitting snugly against your waist, a growl vibrating through him as he stripped them down your legs.

As gracefully as you could, you reached down to peel them away from your ankles, holding onto his broad shoulders for support as you did, the way the damp material clung to your skin not making it an easy task.

You stood in only your soiled panties, waiting for him with bated breath to rid you of those too, thankful when he made it his priority. His fingers grazed over your barely-covered pussy, and he huffed a shaky laugh in feeling how saturated the thin cotton was, his mouth covering yours in a claiming kiss as he pressed his thumb on your clit and circled it over top of the fabric.

You pressed yourself down on his hand, needing more friction, rolling your hips slightly to make the wetness lingering from the quickie in the gym spread more across your aching sex.

Will could hear his blood pounding in his ears, ready to cut loose everything he was trying to restrain, the soft moans pouring from your sweet lips making him rip your thong from you, the sight of his cum settled in the crotch of it and glistening on your pussy satisfying his most savage needs.

"God damn," he growled, seeing the mess he made of you drop to the floor heavily, your feet stepping out of them carefully before he grabbed under your bum and lifted you up, carrying you quickly to his bedroom with your legs wrapped around him.

Setting you down, he pushed the door closed so hard it slammed, returning to you in a rush to consume all of you, his tongue tangling with yours again as he held your chin to deepen your kiss.

You felt desperate to have him naked, the tease you got of him at the gym simply not enough, your want to memorize every inch of him overpowering and all-consuming. Your hands pushed against his chest, silently telling him to back away, your interruption resulting in a dark glare from him as he loomed above you. Swallowing, your mouth already watering at knowing what you were about to witness, you tugged at his shorts, the brisk motion making his hard cock spring free and bounce up and down in the most alluring way.

Tilting your head up to capture his lips again, both of your hands moved between your bodies, gripping one around his shaft and the other cupping his sack. You massaged him gently, increasing your pressure the more the movement of his lips increased in fervor with yours, his hips bucking into your hands slowly as you worked him. His skin was hot and damp, the sweaty, musky scent potent and making you drunk on him and eager to taste him.

Will still held your face, carefully prying you away from him with a sigh, his hands shifting to run over your hair to the back of your head where it all met in a ponytail, pulling at it slightly to tip your head back. His lips peppered along your throat as he slipped your hair tie down and out of your hair, letting it fall freely onto your shoulders while the elastic dropped to the floor. You whined when he raked his fingers through it, your nipples hardening even more at the sensation, unable to believe the reactions he so effortlessly brought out of you.

Stilling your strokes on his throbbing dick, you opened your eyes and kept them locked with his vibrantly blue ones, slowly dropping to your knees as you let your hands trail down his thighs, squeezing the vast muscles of his quads.

Maintaining your eye contact, you hoped you conveyed your worship of him, ready to submit to him and his every command, the flex of his cock and the appeasement on his face telling you you were.

Before you even dared to put your lips to him, you breathed in, inhaling deeply to capture as much of the smell of him that you possibly could, the intoxicating mix of his sweat and cum and your own tangy scent making you shift on your knees, trying to allay the ache between your legs.

"Don't even think about touching yourself," he barked, his hoarse voice making you hold your breath in shock that he somehow could read your mind.

You smiled slightly, looking up at him again as you brought your lips forward, teasing the tip of his cock back and forth to coat them with the precum that leaked from it. Parting them more, you let his head spread them open fully, giving little resistance as he pushed into the heat of your mouth, his legs tensing beneath your palms while you whined as you took him to the back of your throat.

He tasted better than you had imagined, the saltiness of his sweat and his cum the best thing your taste buds had ever experienced, your eagerness to keep sucking on him clear in how you expertly swirled your tongue around his length, your head moving in a precise rhythm with aim to wreck him.

Will's breathing was already ragged, feeling like he could explode at any moment, his mind split between fucking your mouth until he came down your throat and nearly choked you or prying you off of him so he could finish in that tight pussy of yours again.

"Jesus Christ, baby," he groaned, moving his hips in tempo with your head, your hands wrapping around to grab his ass to encourage him to do so.

Looking down at you, he nearly fell apart, seeing your teary eyes still locked on him faithfully, spit seeping from the corners of your mouth, turning into more of a mess with every movement along his throbbing cock.

"Up," he strangled out, his voice hoarse but still clear in his demand.

You continued as you were doing, applying more forceful sucks to his head, your selfishness outshining your obedience.

"You heard me."

His words washed over you like a drug, the look on his face tempting you to risk defying his order again, but ultimately did as you were told and released him with a crude 'pop', a sated smile dressing your lips that Will wiped clean with his thumb.

"Sorry," you cooed, still smirking at him as you stood.

"No you're not," Will half-grinned, shaking his head slightly.

He swallowed your laugh as he covered your mouth with his again, demanding full access to it with his tongue, making you feel weak in the knees, your previous cockiness vanishing in an instant.

Will walked forward, guiding you to the edge of his neatly made bed, continuing until your knees contacted the mattress and forced you to sit, moving yourself backward as he crawled on top of you.

His thigh wedged beneath yours, pushing it upward with easy force so you opened your legs wide, his dick nudging against you as he nestled himself between your welcoming spread. Rolling his hips so he slid through your slick folds, he continued kissing you fiercely, his hands smoothing up your legs and sides while pinning his full weight on you; choosing to paw at every part of you he could rather than support himself above you.

In one slow motion, he pushed into you, stretching you and filling you completely, his growl of approval drowning out your broken whine of pleasure bordering on pain. His lips abandoned yours to dig into your neck, pressing against your tender skin roughly, his beard both scratching and tickling you as he began thrusting in and out.

Each drag of his cock within your walls was hard, but deliberate, and carding your hands up and down his back, you appreciated every muscle working and straining to provide you every bit of pleasure he could.

Close to the brink, you matched his movements as best as you could, aiming to meet him each time his head blew against your g-spot, the way he found the perfect angle to ruin you making you see stars.

The way your voice sang his name and how your nails dug into his back, shoulders and ass in turn was wrecking him, breaking him down piece by piece while turning into the only sound he ever wanted to hear again.

Sensing your quickly building climax, Will pushed on, encouraged to make you fall apart as intensely as you deserved by the way you squeezed around his length in a strong, calculated pattern until you no longer could and gave into his assault.

The bedframe adopted the same motion demonstrated by your bodies, rocking steadily over the worn, hardwood floor and creaking as its limits were tested just the same as yours.

The sweet song he had been making you sing was quickly exchanged for a scream, your body taken over by that addicting, blinded ecstasy as you convulsed and tensed under his ministrations that he didn't relent on, pummeling you further into euphoria as you coaxed out his own end.

Will shoved his tongue back into your open mouth, seeking to take as much from you as he could, his hips thrusting into yours violently as he pulsed inside you to fill you once again. He gradually brought down his movements, expending every ounce of that dizzying high, effectively stealing your breath as he sought to find his own air.

Your chest heaved under his, feeling your nipples graze across his pecs with each rise and fall, his skin alight as your hands easily moved across his slippery body.

It was becoming compulsive, needing to feel and taste his sweat on your lips, tongue and skin, the scent of his exertion nearly overpowering that of your sex that filled the room, each breath you worked to take leaving you even more breathless as you desperately tried to fill your lungs with it.

There was no hurry in pulling out of you now, the need to indulge in you for as long as he could being the only thing that mattered to him. Your kisses eventually slowed, becoming lazy pecks against each other's swollen lips, cheeks and neck, your fingers raking softly through his wet, messy hair and over his forehead that dripped from his efforts.

A slight disapproving groan rumbled through him as he slipped out of you, but the smile that reached his clear, blue eyes replaced any sort of disappointment he felt as he looked down at you laying perfectly under him, and he wondered if all of this was a simple fabrication of his imagination.

You smiled back at him, continuing to smooth your finger tips along the lines that surrounded his eyes and creases that flanked the sides of his mouth, admiring every bit of emotion playing on his face as a sort of bashfulness hinted on his features brought on by your attention.

"You're incredible, Will," you praised, the desire to exalt this man as much as he deserved coursing through your veins.

He huffed a disbelieving laugh, nestling his face into your neck where he rubbed it back and forth as if he was using you to scratch his beard, prompting you to wrap your arms around his torso to keep him close to you.

"I mean it," you assured, your eyes closing at the sensation of his exhale blowing out over your dewy skin.

Will didn't dare open his mouth to speak, worrying if he did that his voice would give away everything your accolades brought out in him, the fear of falling too hard and too fast mixing in with his instinct to do exactly that.

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Part 4

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Characters // Atlas (he/him), Ira (they/she), Wren (they/them)

Ira lets out a grunt as one of the mechanical training dummies slams into her from behind, a blur of sleek metal crashing into her with its full power and force, knocking the breath from her lungs. She stumbles forwards, a short wheeze falling from her lips.

But the hesitation is only momentary. Within seconds she’s spinning around, fingers locking against the ridges of its face, grip denting the metal. With one quick thrust she flips it over her shoulder, sending it flying in the other direction. 

Three more training dummies are instantly at her heels. 

They corner her, moving slowly, as if about to pounce. Ira doesn’t allow them the time, a swift flick of her wrist sending a bar of pure iron swerving through the air, spearing each dummy with precision. The light in their eyes flickers, splutters, and fades, the red shine of the screen suddenly engulfed by darkness. 

Panting, they wipe the sweat from their brow, eyes fixed up on the screen: 4.43. A new personal best. With a content smile, they turn and make their way over to the sideline bench, joining Atlas as he passes them a neatly folded, pale gray towel. “Your turn,” she huffs at him, out of breath, as she dabs at the back of her neck. 

Atlas stands up automatically, straightening his back. He pushes the bangs from out of his face with a swift jerk of his head, moving towards the weapons rack opposite to them. It’s really a glorious thing, rows and rows of sleek steel weapons, hanging on their various ledges, glinting dangerously. He opts not for one of the sharper blades, but instead his usual staff, unhooking it from its spot with ease. His hands close around it with comforting familiarity, the gentle weight in his hands one that is as close to home as he will ever feel. 

He spins around sharply, taking a deep breath to steady himself. With a ready stance, he approaches the platform, a line of new training bots already standing in a row, waiting for him. 

There is a sharp tick that resounds throughout the gym as the timer resets, and at once Atlas spurs into action. His power activates with a blink, bringing on the familiar feeling of strength surging through his limbs. He delivers a well-placed kick to the first dummy, quickly striking its neck with his staff. Spinning around to greet the next two, he plows through them with just as much ease, the sounds of crunching metal following him as he moves past them, face a mask of complete concentration. 

He twists and turns throughout the platform, movements light yet powerful, as he knocks down bot after bot, defeating them almost effortlessly. Finally, as his staff leaves the last of the training dummies decapitated, the body tumbling to the ground with a resounding crash, he drops his weapon, piles of metal collapsed into piles near his feet. 

He turns to the screen expectantly, allowing himself to smile a little. 4.17. “Beat you.”

Ira lets out a little grunt of protest, tossing the towel down at her feet. “Okay smartass,” they say with a huff, a faint smile flickering across their face. “Beat 4.17 then.” 

Atlas huffs out a laugh, swiftly stooping down to pick up his staff again. He straightens, a rustle at the doorway suddenly catching his attention. 

His gaze flickers, eyes locking on a rather disgruntled-looking trainee standing there, slouching in on themselves. He blinks. No, not just any trainee. He could recognize that startled, wide-eyed look anywhere. It’s the soldier from before. 

With an abrupt spin of their heels, the kid tears their eyes away from Atlas, sprinting straight out the door before Atlas has the chance to think to offer them a go with the new training simulation. The door slams shut, cutting through the silence like the pierce of a gunshot. 

Atlas furrows his brows, staring at the spot the trainee had once stood, his mind lingering. Once again, an unknown emotion has settled over him. It’s odd, pushing and prodding at him relentlessly, unweaving the calm he has worked so hard to put up. So very unlike himself, he can’t help but acknowledge it, his thoughts still resting on the trainee despite all the warning signs he’s seen in just their few short interactions showing him that this kid is trouble. There is something about them that pulls him in, his usual logic and obedience almost forgotten — nonexistent.

“You know them?” It’s Ira’s voice that snaps him out of his trance. They move behind him, gaze focused on his face intently, eyebrow raised in question. 

“No.” He states flatly, forcing himself to look away, grip tightening around his staff. “They’re just another trainee.”

He forces himself to shrug it off, turning his back towards the door and planting his feet in a fighting position as the timer resets. 

The trainee is the least of his problems right now. With training, his upcoming finals, and Evaluation Day in only a few short weeks, it would do him some good to completely forget about them. No use in being distracted by some clumsy, skittish recruit. He has been training his entire life for his upcoming evaluation, there is no possibility where he can squander that once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for a kid that really is none of his concern. What good would he be, if he allowed himself to be pulled away by something as inconsequential as a new recruit? An Elite certainly wouldn’t allow themselves to be so absentminded. 

He meets Ira’s gaze again. “I bet I can get half your time.” He challenges, his eyes glinting. 

“Half?” Ira scoffs at Atlas’ words, her brows raising half an inch higher. “Alright. Get half my time in one go and I’ll pay for all of your meals this week.” They declare with a daring smirk. 

“You’re on.” Atlas turns back around, facing the dummies, staff raised.

The sharp tick of the timer starting rings in his ears once more and at once he’s jumping into action. He quickly moves through their ranks, staff a blur of silver as he plows through robot after robot, taking them down swiftly and efficiently. He twirls his staff through the air with expertise, moving faster than before, as sweat builds up at the nape of his neck, muscles straining with effort. 

It is with a kind of demon-like speed that he finishes off the last dummy, pouncing on it and sending his staff straight through its chest. Electricity crackles as it deactivates, the glow of its eyes flickering out. 

Proud, he pushes himself off of it with an exhausted huff, wiping the sweat from his forehead and turning back to the screen, out of breath. 3.27. He sighs, eyes flickering back towards Ira, but instead landing on a person rushing towards the doors across from him.

Them. 

Bustling with a kind of mad energy across the gym — almost as if their life depends on it — is the recruit from before, beelining straight for the far east doors near the end of the gym. They have their head bowed low, hands stuffed inside their pockets, hair falling in their face, obscuring it from view. They look disgruntled and panicked, quiet as a mouse as they cross past Atlas and Ira. Atlas has never seen anything like it. 

Although he is used to the fear and nervousness that radiates off of younger recruits whenever he walks by, this behaviour is like none other. Only having seen them a short number of times, there should be no reason for this kind of genuine avoidance — they’ve barely said more than five words to each other. 

He doesn’t understand what their deal is. It’s not like they’ve trained together, or really interacted with each other at all. They certainly aren’t on the path to be an Elite — there’s no way they’re anywhere near his rank. That’s evident enough from their clumsy demeanour and brash attitude. 

He’s positive he’s never seen them around before. He would remember them, his memory is excellent. It’s helped him throughout numerous tests and pop quizzes, no chance it would fail him now. Yet for some reason this supposedly “new trainee” seems to be popping up everywhere he goes. There is something so strange about it. 

He knows he shouldn’t pay attention to it, knows there are far more important things to his mission than some scrawny, random kid, but he can’t shake this feeling that they don’t belong here. Something about their appearance, so mundane and hard to place, as if they’re just trying to blend in; and the way they’re moving towards the door, avoiding going anywhere near him or Ira, as if scared of coming into contact with them. Their gaze, focused pointedly at their feet, posture slouched as to protect themself — the clear opposite of how a soldier should stand. All of it is just so very….. 

Odd. 

Atlas tries to put the thought to the back of his mind. This probably — no, definitely — has to do with the conversation he had with Cato after his training session today. Maybe the recruits were finally beginning to give him the respect that he longed for for so long. The respect that he has tried so desperately to earn, with every glare that found his way in the halls, food and other miscellaneous items tossed to the back of his head when he wasn’t paying attention, too absolved in his studies. 

But now he wonders if he really wants this respect so badly anyway. If he’s just going to be treated differently, treated like an outsider, no matter what he does, is it really worth it? If being an Elite means being feared, does he—

Stop that. 

He quickly shakes the thought off, not even allowing himself to continue. That is foolish; a lunatic’s thinking. He’s been fighting all his life to be considered for the Elites, there’s no chance he’ll back down now. He’s being stupid, getting too caught up in his head. This is the respect you deserve, he reminds himself, Cato’s voice now clear in his head. This is the respect you have fought for. 

Being at the top requires sacrifices. And if it meant that the lower, weak minds around him would avoid him instead of jeer at him, that was a sacrifice he would gladly take. Soon, he’d be surrounded with like minded people, soldiers of his own skill. And then, none of it would matter anymore. He would be completing his duty, what he was born to do. The confines of the warehouse would no longer hold him hostage. 

This was good. 

The kid glances back at him once, brown eyes darting towards his face. They go wide when they notice him looking, the trainee almost jumping out of their own skin before they hastily scramble towards the exit. 

It is with one wide arc that the gym door slams roughly behind them. 

Atlas furrows his eyebrows, turning back to Ira and frowning slightly. That was weird. 

“You sure you don’t know them?” They ask. Their eyebrows are turned upwards, confused. “They seem like they’re…. avoiding you?” 

Atlas grabs the towel from beside them on the bench, sitting down next to them and patting at his face. Training has been forgotten, this new encounter leaving a million new questions pulling at his brain. “I don’t know,” he mumbles, voice gruff. “Maybe it’s all the stuff with Cato. Not everyone is very happy about the rumours that she’s considering me for the promotion.” 

At Atlas’ words, Ira shrugs, leaning back in their seat, head hitting the other side of the bleachers with a resounding thunk. “Yeah, that makes sense. Still hella weird though.” 

Atlas nods, once again attempting to push the mysterious trainee out of his thoughts. Whoever they are, they aren’t important. Nothing else matters besides making the Elites and impressing the other leaders. This is what he was made for, what he’s trained for. This was his purpose. 

Anything else would just get in his way.

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Just Let Me Try

Fandom: Mean Girls (2024)

Pairing: Regina George/Janis Imi'ike

Chapter 12: Love the Light That Brings the Smile

Summary: June steps up; a trip gets planned; an award gets acknowledged.

While Regina was at school one day, June had some of her guy friends (all gay, of course, because June George loves her gays) come over in the morning and move the gym to the basement in preparation for the delivery that was coming.

June was glad that they could make use of some of the empty space in the large, fully finished basement. Once Regina’s dad moved out a few years ago, June had his (extra stupid) man cave dismantled. The treadmill and yoga gear were set up in one area with a larger section cleared for the delivery; she was able to give Regina a space of her own to recover in the best way possible.

She may have gone a little overboard on the Rogue Fitness website, and it may have been obvious that she was overcompensating, but she didn’t care; she wanted to finally be there for Regina. That afternoon, the delivery came, and the Rogue team set up the power rack, weights, bench, barbells — everything that Regina needed to regain her strength. June felt like a proud mama and couldn’t wait to show her daughter. 

Regina got home from school, and Janis was with her, unsurprisingly to June, which made her smile.

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How to Choose the Right Gymnasium Equipment for Your Fitness Goals?

When starting a fitness journey or upgrading your workout setup, selecting the right tools can significantly impact your results and motivation. In the second line, it's essential to identify the type of Gymnasium Equipment that aligns with your training style, experience level, and health objectives.

Define Your Fitness Goals

Before diving into purchases or gym plans, take a moment to define what you want to achieve. Are you aiming for muscle growth, weight loss, endurance training, or flexibility improvement? Each of these goals calls for a different training focus and, therefore, different types of fitness machines. For instance:

Weight loss goals benefit from cardio-based machines like treadmills, rowing machines, or stationary bikes.

Muscle building goals require resistance-based tools like dumbbells, barbells, and machines.

Mobility and flexibility improvements work best with resistance bands, yoga mats, and stability balls.

Identifying your goals will narrow your options and help you make informed choices.

Assess Your Space and Budget

One of the most practical considerations is space. Whether you’re outfitting a home gym or managing a commercial gymnasium, evaluate the available room. Compact Fitness machines or multi-functional machines can save space while offering diverse workouts.

Budget also plays a critical role. High-end machines often offer more durability and features but may not be necessary for beginners. Start with foundational pieces and expand as your fitness level and needs grow. Buying quality basics is often more beneficial than spreading your budget across too many items of lower quality.

Understand the Types of Fitness machines

Cardiovascular Equipment

Treadmills: Ideal for walking or running, great for cardiovascular endurance.

Ellipticals: Low-impact option suitable for joint concerns.

Stationary Bikes: Offers an intense lower-body workout with reduced impact.

Rowers: Full-body cardio that includes upper and lower muscle groups.

Strength Training Equipment

Free Weights: Includes dumbbells, kettlebells, and barbells, offering versatility and functional movement training.

Resistance Machines: Target specific muscles, suitable for isolating areas and building strength methodically.

Power Racks and Benches: Fundamental for heavy lifting like squats, bench presses, and deadlifts.

Functional Training Equipment

Medicine Balls, Slam Balls, and Sandbags: Used for dynamic, real-world movement exercises.

Battle Ropes and Plyometric Boxes: Improve explosive power and endurance.

Suspension Trainers and Resistance Bands: Leverage body weight for scalable resistance.

Recovery and Flexibility Tools

Foam Rollers: Aid in myofascial release and post-exercise recovery.

Stretch Mats and Yoga Blocks: Ideal for flexibility routines and rehabilitation work.

Match Equipment to Experience Level

Beginners benefit from user-friendly tools that guide proper form, such as resistance machines. As fitness knowledge and strength improve, transitioning to free weights and more complex tools is natural. Intermediate and advanced users often prefer a versatile or challenging machine that supports progress and variation.

Look for Versatility and Scalability

Versatile pieces of equipment can serve multiple purposes, making them valuable investments. Adjustable dumbbells, for instance, replace multiple fixed-weight pairs. A cable machine allows for upper and lower body workouts with one apparatus. Equipment that grows with your fitness level prevents early obsolescence and offers better return on investment.

Consider Safety and Maintenance

Durability, build quality, and safety features should never be compromised. Always look for a machine with:

Stable design and solid construction

Comfortable grips and padding

Clear instructions or markings

Minimal maintenance needs and good warranty coverage

A good setup enhances both performance and peace of mind.

Explore Equipment Reviews and Expert Advice

Reading real user reviews can reveal how the machine performs over time, what issues may arise, and how responsive manufacturers are. Fitness professionals can also offer tailored recommendations based on your body mechanics, goals, and training background.

Start Small and Build Gradually

Especially for home users or first-time buyers, it’s best to begin with essential tools. A solid starting lineup might include:

A set of adjustable dumbbells

A resistance band set

A compact bench

A jump rope or mat for cardio

Over time, as goals evolve and commitment deepens, more specialized machines can be added.

Prioritize Comfort and Ergonomics

If the machine isn’t comfortable to use, it will likely collect dust. Test machines or tools when possible, paying attention to adjustability, ergonomics, and user-friendliness. Adjustable seats, multiple handle positions, and intuitive controls can make a significant difference in long-term usage. For more info, click here

Selecting the right gymnasium setup is more than just shopping—it's about aligning your tools with your vision for personal growth, health, and well-being. With careful planning, honest goal setting, and thoughtful investments, you’ll create a fitness environment that supports consistent, enjoyable progress for years to come.

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Southern Gym Equipment – Premium Fitness Gear for Every Athlete

Elevate Your Workout Experience

Whether you're a seasoned bodybuilder or a weekend warrior, Southern Gym Equipment provides the foundation for effective and safe training sessions. From strength training to cardio, high-quality equipment ensures performance, progress, and protection from injury.

Built for Durability and Performance

Not all gym gear is created equal. The best fitness equipment is crafted from commercial-grade steel, features precision welding, and includes design considerations that enhance user comfort. Durable rubber coatings, anti-slip handles, and heavy-duty frames are just some of the features that make a difference in everyday use.

Athletes demand reliability. Whether lifting heavy weights or sprinting on a treadmill, stability and endurance in equipment can’t be compromised. Premium equipment is engineered to withstand intense sessions and long-term wear, giving athletes peace of mind while pushing their limits.

Tailored for Every Athlete's Needs

One of the defining characteristics of high-end fitness gear is adaptability. Every athlete trains differently. Powerlifters need squat racks with high load capacity. Runners want treadmills with cushioned decks and advanced tracking.

From compact multi-gyms for home use to advanced plate-loaded machines for professional facilities, the right selection caters to everyone. Beginners appreciate user-friendly features like adjustable seats and resistance settings. Advanced users value customization, allowing them to tweak every angle and position to match their technique.

Strength Training Essentials

At the core of most training routines is strength equipment. Power cages, Olympic barbells, adjustable benches, and free weights form the backbone of resistance training. These tools help users build muscle, improve posture, and increase overall strength.

Barbells should have proper knurling for grip and be tested for weight capacity. Dumbbells and kettlebells with ergonomic designs improve comfort and reduce wrist strain during lifts. For more info Click here.

Cardio Solutions That Deliver

While strength gear builds power, cardio machines improve endurance and heart health. Treadmills, ellipticals, rowers, and stationary bikes are essential for burning calories and boosting stamina.

Modern machines offer features like heart rate monitors, pre-set training programs, and Bluetooth connectivity. For those in shared spaces, look for quiet drive systems and compact designs. High-end cardio gear combines smooth operation with real-time feedback to optimize every workout.

Recovery and Mobility Tools

Without proper rest and rehabilitation, progress slows and injuries loom. Foam rollers, massage guns, yoga mats, and resistance bands support muscle recovery and flexibility.

These tools are lightweight, easy to use, and essential for reducing soreness, preventing tightness, and preparing the body for the next session. Many athletes now dedicate a portion of their routine exclusively to mobility work, recognizing its importance for long-term performance.

Space-Saving Home Gym Options

For those training at home, space often dictates the type and amount of equipment. Compact gear that folds away, wall-mounted racks, and multifunctional machines offer a balance between performance and footprint.

Innovative designs now integrate multiple functions into a single device—like adjustable dumbbells that replace a full rack, or benches that convert into incline or decline setups. 

Safety and Maintenance Considerations

Good equipment should not only perform well but also ensure user safety. Anti-tip frames, secure fastenings, and non-slip surfaces reduce risk during intense use. Machines should come with clear instructions, and accessories like collars or straps must be high quality.

Maintaining equipment is just as vital. Regular inspections, lubrication of moving parts, and wiping down surfaces prevent wear and increase longevity. Investing in gear with replaceable components or warranties adds extra assurance.

Aesthetic and Motivation Factor

While performance takes priority, aesthetics also play a role. Sleek, well-designed equipment enhances the training environment and can inspire more frequent use. Uniform color schemes, matte finishes, and minimalistic designs help create a space that feels professional and motivating.

A well-equipped gym that looks and feels premium boosts enthusiasm, turning workouts into a daily habit rather than a chore.

Environmentally Conscious Manufacturing

Sustainability has entered the fitness space. Many manufacturers now prioritize eco-friendly materials, reduced packaging waste, and energy-efficient production. Choosing equipment made from recycled steel, non-toxic plastics, or sustainably sourced wood supports both health and the planet.

For athletes who care about their impact, this can be a meaningful factor in choosing gear that aligns with personal values.

Smart Features and Digital Integration

Technology has transformed modern gym equipment. Smart consoles, app integrations, and cloud-based performance tracking provide users with insights into progress and form. Machines can adjust settings based on user profiles or suggest improvements using AI.

For those training with specific goals—like weight loss, muscle gain, or endurance—this data-driven approach offers a competitive edge.

The Investment That Pays Off

High-quality gym equipment is more than a purchase—it's an investment in health, performance, and well-being. Inferior gear may need frequent replacement, suffer performance issues, or even lead to injury. On the other hand, premium equipment can last for decades, support evolving training goals, and help build lifelong habits. Fitness is a long game. Gear that supports progress, adapts to changing needs, and delivers results is worth every dollar.

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Find the Perfect Rack with Weights for Your Home Gym

If you're setting up a home gym or upgrading your current fitness space, investing in a rack with weights is essential. A good quality weight rack helps you keep your workout area organized, safe, and efficient. One excellent option is the Powertec Weight Rack, designed to handle heavy loads while maintaining a sleek, compact footprint.

Why You Need a Rack with Weights

A rack with weights not only keeps your space tidy but also prolongs the life of your equipment. When weights are left on the floor, they can get damaged, scratched, or cause accidents. With a dedicated rack, your plates stay organized and easy to access. Plus, an organized gym helps maintain a focused workout environment, allowing you to maximize your sessions without distractions.

The Powertec Weight Rack is a smart solution for both beginner and advanced lifters. Made from high-quality materials, it offers durability and stability, holding up to heavy daily use. Its compact design fits easily into any home gym without taking up too much space.

Features of the Powertec Weight Rack

This specific rack with weights offers multiple storage options, accommodating Olympic plates of various sizes. The sturdy frame ensures that your plates remain secure during and after your workouts. It’s also designed with easy loading and unloading in mind, making it a convenient addition to your fitness routine.

Whether you are training for strength, endurance, or muscle mass, having a proper weight rack improves both safety and efficiency. No more tripping over plates or wasting time searching for the right size — everything stays neatly organized and within reach.

Shop Today for the Best Rack with Weights

Ready to upgrade your workout space? Visit Fitness Factory Outlet and discover the Powertec Weight Rack. Investing in a rack with weights is a simple but powerful way to elevate your fitness journey. Order today and experience a safer, cleaner, and more efficient workout environment!

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🏋️ Affordable Home Exercise Equipment for Small Spaces

Living in a small apartment or home doesn’t mean sacrificing your fitness goals! 🏠✨ With the right affordable exercise equipment for home, you can create a powerful workout space without taking up much room or spending a fortune. Whether you're a beginner or a seasoned fitness lover, there's something compact and budget-friendly out there for you.

Let’s explore the best small-space workout gear that’s effective, easy to store, and wallet-friendly. 💪💸

💡 Why Choose Compact & Budget-Friendly Workout Gear?

Not everyone has the luxury of a spare room or basement gym. In fact, many people live in apartments, dorms, or shared spaces where floor space is limited. Compact and affordable workout gear offers these key benefits:

Saves space 🧳

Low cost compared to gym memberships or bulky machines 💰

Portability – perfect for travel or storage 🛫

Versatility – many tools offer full-body workouts 🏃‍♂️

Ready to see what equipment works best for small-space warriors? Let’s dive in! 🏊‍♀️

🔝 Top Affordable Home Exercise Equipment

1. 🏀 Resistance Bands

Resistance bands are a must-have for small-space workouts. They come in different tensions (light to heavy), and can be used for strength training, stretching, and even physical therapy.

Pros:

Super affordable (usually under $30) 🤑

Takes up less space than a shoebox 👟

Great for both upper and lower body workouts 🔄

Best Use:

Squats, bicep curls, shoulder presses, and even Pilates-style resistance moves.

2. 🏋️ Adjustable Dumbbells

If you want to build strength but don’t have room for a full weight rack, adjustable dumbbells are your best friend.

Pros:

One pair replaces multiple sets of weights 🎯

Compact and easy to store under a bed or in a closet 🛏️

Great investment that grows with your strength progress 📈

Tip:

Look for budget-friendly versions like spin-lock dumbbells for under $100.

3. 🧘 Yoga Mat

A good yoga mat isn’t just for yoga. It serves as your workout zone – cushioning your joints during bodyweight exercises and stretching sessions.

Pros:

Essential for comfort and safety during floor exercises 🧎

Rolls up for easy storage 🌯

Inexpensive – usually $15 to $40

Ideal For:

Yoga, Pilates, bodyweight workouts, ab routines, and stretching.

4. 🪜 Jump Rope

Need cardio in a tiny space? Jump ropes provide an intense workout in a small footprint.

Pros:

Boosts cardiovascular health and coordination ❤️🧠

Takes up no more space than a pair of socks 🧦

Super affordable – many options under $20

Bonus:

Great for warm-ups or HIIT sessions if you don’t have room for machines.

5. ⚖️ Kettlebell

A single kettlebell can be your full-body workout buddy. Swings, squats, deadlifts, and presses – you name it.

Pros:

Only need one or two weights to start 🏋️‍♀️

Perfect for small-space strength and cardio combos 🔥

Durable and often under $50 depending on weight

Tip:

Start with a lighter weight (8–15 lbs) if you're new to kettlebells.

6. 💺 Foldable Workout Bench

Want more stability for strength training? A foldable bench might be the most space-saving investment.

Pros:

Can be used for dumbbell presses, step-ups, and more 📋

Folds flat for under-bed or closet storage 🧳

Often priced under $100

Optional:

Use it with adjustable dumbbells or resistance bands for a full home gym vibe.

🧠 Smart Tips for Working Out in Small Spaces

🌀 Think Vertical

Use wall-mounted racks or hooks to store equipment like resistance bands, mats, or jump ropes. Save floor space!

📦 Multi-Use Gear

Look for equipment that offers more than one function – like a stability ball that doubles as a desk chair!

🚪 Under-the-Bed Storage

Slide compact gear like yoga mats, foldable benches, and dumbbells under the bed when not in use.

🎯 Focus on Bodyweight First

Combine equipment with bodyweight exercises (planks, push-ups, lunges) for effective workouts without extra clutter.

🏁 Final Thoughts: Your Gym, Your Way!

Creating a home gym in a small space doesn't have to be complicated or expensive. 🧘‍♂️🚴 With smart picks like resistance bands, jump ropes, and compact weights, you can stay fit, strong, and healthy without ever stepping into a crowded gym.

So clear a little floor space, roll out your mat, and get moving — your dream home gym is closer (and cheaper) than you think! 🚀💥

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Buy Premium Gym Equipment at the Best Price in Bangladesh

Building your dream gym—whether at home or commercially—starts with choosing the right equipment. At Fitness Mart, we offer a wide range of high-quality gym equipment at competitive prices to help fitness enthusiasts across Bangladesh reach their goals. Whether you're a beginner or a gym owner, we make it easy to find the right tools for your workout routine.

In this article, we’ll break down the available product types, current market trends, and most importantly, the gym equipment price in Bangladesh, so you can shop confidently and smartly.

Why Choose Fitness Mart?

We’re more than just a gym equipment store. Fitness Mart is a trusted name in Bangladesh for quality fitness gear, affordable pricing, and exceptional customer service. Every product on our site is carefully selected based on durability, performance, and price. We offer warranties, expert guidance, and after-sales support to make sure your investment pays off.

Explore Our Product Categories and Prices

Below is an overview of popular gym equipment available on our site along with typical price ranges in Bangladesh.

🏃‍♂️ Treadmills

Treadmills are one of the most in-demand fitness machines for both home and gym setups. At Fitness Mart, we offer folding treadmills, electric models, and commercial-grade options.

Price Range: ৳45,000 – ৳250,000+

Popular Models:

HealthEngine Commercial Motorized Treadmill

Multi-function Foldable Treadmill

These treadmills come with features like auto incline, heart rate sensors, LCD screens, and Bluetooth connectivity. The gym equipment price in Bangladesh for treadmills varies based on motor power, size, and brand reputation.

🚴‍♀️ Exercise Bikes & Cross Trainers

Low-impact yet highly effective, these machines are ideal for cardio training at home or in the gym.

Price Range: ৳18,000 – ৳85,000

Top Products:

Magnetic Cross Trainer

Adjustable Resistance Spin Bike

If you're looking for effective cardio without hurting your joints, exercise bikes and elliptical trainers are great picks.

🏋️ Strength Training Equipment

Whether you want to build muscle, tone up, or work on specific muscle groups, we’ve got the tools you need.

Price Range: ৳2,500 – ৳80,000+

Includes:

Dumbbell sets (fixed and adjustable)

Barbell sets and plates

Weight benches (incline, flat, decline)

Squat racks and pull-up bars

These items are available in multiple sizes and styles, making it easy to build a personal strength station.

💪 Home Gym Stations

For those looking for an all-in-one machine, our multifunctional home gyms are the perfect solution.

Price Range: ৳40,000 – ৳120,000

Best Sellers:

2-Station and 4-Station Gym Machines

Smith Machine with Cable Pulley

These machines let you perform a variety of exercises—bench press, leg curls, lat pulldown, and more—saving both money and space.

🧘 Gym Accessories

Complete your setup with essential accessories like:

Resistance bands

Yoga mats

Kettlebells

Skipping ropes

Push-up bars

Gym gloves

Price Range: ৳300 – ৳15,000

These accessories are important for warming up, mobility training, or bodyweight workouts.

Factors Affecting Gym Equipment Price in Bangladesh

When shopping online, understanding why prices vary can help you make a better decision. Here are a few key factors influencing the gym equipment price in Bangladesh:

Brand: International brands typically cost more but offer better features and durability.

Material: Stainless steel, heavy-duty frames, and commercial-grade plastics impact cost.

Functionality: More advanced features (auto incline, Bluetooth, programmable settings) increase price.

Capacity: Machines with higher weight limits and stronger motors cost more.

Warranty & Support: Products with longer warranties often come at a premium.

Budget-Friendly Tips for Buying Gym Equipment

Here’s how you can get the best value:

Shop during sales seasons – Check our site for regular discounts and special offers.

Bundle deals – Buy combo packages of benches, dumbbells, and barbells to save more.

Compare models – Read customer reviews, view specs, and compare prices.

Talk to our team – Get expert help based on your budget and workout goals.

Why Buy from Fitness Mart?

✔ Wide product selection

✔ Affordable prices across all ranges

✔ Cash on delivery and installment options

✔ Fast delivery across Bangladesh

✔ Free installation in Dhaka

✔ Trusted by thousands of customers

Our goal is to make fitness accessible to everyone, no matter your budget or location.

Final Thoughts

With so many options available, finding the right gym equipment can be overwhelming. That’s why Fitness Mart is here—to simplify your fitness journey with expert-curated equipment and the best gym equipment price in Bangladesh. From treadmills to strength machines, we’ve got everything you need to create the perfect workout setup at home or in your gym.

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Best Home Gym Setup for 2025

Why a Home Gym in 2025 Makes More Sense Than Ever

With rising gym fees, crowded commercial spaces, and the convenience of working out at home, building your own home gym setup in 2025 is not just a luxury—it’s a smart investment. Whether you're a beginner or a seasoned fitness enthusiast, a personal fitness space gives you freedom, hygiene, and flexibility.

But to get the best out of your space, you need the right home gym equipment tailored to your goals and available area.

2. Planning Your Home Gym Setup: What You Really Need

Before you start buying equipment, consider the following:

Space Available: Spare room, garage, balcony, or even a corner of your living room can work.

Fitness Goals: Strength training, cardio, weight loss, flexibility, etc.

Budget: Good quality home use gym equipment is available at various price points in 2025.

3. Essential Gym Equipment for Home in 2025

1. Adjustable Dumbbells

These save space and offer weight ranges from 5 to 50+ pounds. Perfect for strength training at every level.

2. Resistance Bands

Light, affordable, and versatile. Ideal for beginners or warm-ups. A must-have for any home gym setup.

3. Smart Stationary Bike or Treadmill

Connected devices like Peloton or NordicTrack bring interactive workouts home. A solid investment for cardio lovers.

4. Adjustable Weight Bench

From flat bench presses to incline curls, this one piece of gym equipment for home opens doors to a variety of exercises.

5. Squat Rack or Power Cage

If you’re into serious strength training, a power cage with a barbell is your best friend. Ensure you have proper flooring.

6. Yoga Mat and Foam Roller

Great for stretching, mobility work, and post-workout recovery. Lightweight and budget-friendly.

4. High-Tech Additions in 2025

In 2025, home use gym equipment has gone smart. Here are some innovations:

Fitness Mirrors (like Tempo or Mirror): Real-time feedback on your form.

smart Wearables: Track your heart rate, calories, sleep, and more.

AI-Powered Personal Trainers: Apps now adapt to your progress and personalize workouts accordingly.

5. Tips to Maximize Your Home Gym Setup

Keep It Organized: Use wall mounts, storage racks, and labels.

Add a Speaker: Music boosts motivation.

Good Lighting: Make your gym energizing, not gloomy.

Hygiene First: Keep disinfectants and towels handy.

6. For Every Fitness Level

Beginners:

Start small—resistance bands, yoga mat, and light dumbbells.

Intermediate:

Add adjustable bench, heavier weights, and a cardio machine.

Advanced:

Power cage, barbell set, full treadmill or cycle, and a smart mirror.

No matter your level, the right home gym equipment transforms your health journey.

Final Thoughts

Creating your dream home gym setup in 2025 is easier than ever. With space-saving innovations and smart tools, your home can rival any commercial fitness center. The key is to invest in gym equipment for home that matches your fitness level and goals.

Remember, consistency matters more than fancy machines. Start with basics, build gradually, and stay committed.

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Best Gym Equipment in Bangladesh – Shop Affordable & Premium Quality

Welcome to Fitness Mart, your one-stop destination for the best gym equipment in Bangladesh. Whether you're building a commercial gym, upgrading your home workout zone, or just getting started with fitness, our wide range of products is designed to fit your space, budget, and fitness goals.

We offer high-quality gym machines, tools, and accessories at competitive prices. Looking for the most accurate and updated gym equipment price in Bangladesh? You’re in the right place.

Top Gym Equipment You’ll Find at Fitness Mart

Here’s a look at some of our most popular products in this category and how they can elevate your fitness journey:

Treadmills

One of the most essential pieces of gym equipment is the treadmill, and we offer both manual and motorized models. Our collection includes:

HealthEngine Commercial Motorized Treadmill – BDT 110,000 Powerful motor, wide running surface, and smart display. Perfect for commercial gyms or serious home users.

Multi-Function Foldable Treadmill – BDT 49,000 Space-saving design with multiple workout options including massager and sit-up bar. Ideal for home use.

AC Motor Treadmill – BDT 89,000 Built for endurance training, suitable for gyms or personal trainers.

Looking for the best deals? Explore the latest treadmill gym equipment price in Bangladesh here on our site.

🚴‍♀️ Exercise Bikes & Cross Trainers

Cardio lovers will appreciate our selection of exercise bikes and cross trainers designed to burn calories and improve stamina:

Spin Bike with Digital Monitor – BDT 28,000 Adjustable resistance, digital metrics, and smooth ride.

HealthEngine Elliptical Cross Trainer – BDT 55,000 Low-impact cardio with full-body engagement.

These machines are excellent for those who want to stay fit with minimal joint stress. They're also among the best-selling gym equipment in our store.

💪 Strength Training Equipment

Whether you’re into bodybuilding or toning, we’ve got strength tools to match your ambition:

Adjustable Dumbbell Set (up to 50kg) – Starting from BDT 8,500 Space-saving and cost-effective. Great for home gym setups.

Multi-Function Gym Bench – BDT 15,000 Incline, decline, and flat positions for versatile workouts.

Squat Rack with Barbell Stand – BDT 22,000 Perfect for weightlifting and safe home training.

When browsing strength training tools, consider your long-term goals and compare the gym equipment price in Bangladesh to find the best value.

🧘‍♂️ Functional Training & Accessories

Complete your workout setup with essential functional fitness accessories:

Resistance Bands Set – BDT 1,500 Lightweight, portable, and perfect for toning or rehab.

Kettlebell Set (8kg to 20kg) – BDT 3,000 – BDT 6,000 Ideal for dynamic strength and HIIT training.

Push-Up Bars, Jump Ropes, and Yoga Mats – Starting from BDT 500 Affordable and must-have tools for daily workouts.

These accessories not only improve strength and flexibility but are also perfect for tight spaces or beginners just starting out with gym equipment.

Why Buy Gym Equipment from Fitness Mart?

Wide Range of Products From cardio machines to free weights, we have everything you need under one category.

Affordable Pricing We believe fitness should be accessible to everyone. That’s why our gym equipment price in Bangladesh is set to offer maximum value for every budget.

Trusted Brands We source only genuine and durable equipment from top fitness brands like HealthEngine, BodyStrong, and more.

Nationwide Delivery No matter where you are in Bangladesh, we deliver your selected gym equipment directly to your doorstep.

Expert Support Need help choosing the right machine or comparing features? Our team is always here to assist you.

Gym Equipment Price in Bangladesh – What to Expect?

Prices for gym equipment in Bangladesh vary depending on the type, brand, and features. Here’s a quick guide:

Equipment Type

Price Range (BDT)

Treadmills

45,000 – 120,000

Exercise Bikes

18,000 – 60,000

Elliptical Trainers

35,000 – 80,000

Strength Equipment

5,000 – 35,000

Accessories

500 – 6,000

We update our pricing regularly to ensure you get the most accurate and affordable gym equipment price in Bangladesh.

Final Thoughts

Whether you're starting a fitness journey or upgrading your current setup, Fitness Mart is your trusted source for top-quality gym equipment in Bangladesh. From treadmills and bikes to benches and dumbbells, we have everything you need to build your ideal workout space.

Explore our full collection now and take advantage of unbeatable prices, fast delivery, and expert support.

Ready to gear up? 👉 Browse All Gym Equipment Now 📞 Have questions? Call us today for expert advice.

Check related products in Fitness Mart: Treadmill | Jogway Treadmill | OMA Treadmill | Gym Equipment | Gym Accessories | Exercise Bike | Dumbbells | Cross Trainer

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Choosing the Best Range of Gym Equipment in Singapore

Investing in quality gym equipment in Singapore is essential for fitness enthusiasts and business owners looking to set up a gym. Whether for personal or commercial use, selecting the right equipment ensures effective workouts and durability. The market offers a wide variety of options, including treadmills, ellipticals, stationary bikes, strength training machines, and free weights. When choosing gym equipment, consider factors such as functionality, space efficiency, durability, and ease of maintenance. High-quality machines provide better performance, lower the risk of injury, and require less frequent repairs, making them a valuable long-term investment.

Cardio Equipment for Effective Workouts

Cardio machines like treadmills, rowing machines, and stationary bikes are fundamental for improving cardiovascular health. These machines help with weight loss, endurance training, and overall fitness. Treadmills with adjustable incline settings and shock absorption features offer a more comfortable running experience, while rowing machines provide a full-body workout. For those with limited space, foldable treadmills or compact ellipticals are ideal choices.

Strength Training Equipment for Muscle Building

Strength training is a crucial component of any fitness routine. Gyms in Singapore often feature a mix of weight machines, free weights, and functional training tools. Adjustable dumbbells, barbells, kettlebells, and power racks provide versatility for different workouts. Resistance machines target specific muscle groups and are beginner-friendly. Choosing multi-functional machines can save space while offering various exercise options.

Functional and Recovery Equipment

Beyond traditional strength and cardio machines, incorporating functional training tools like battle ropes, resistance bands, and suspension trainers enhances workout diversity. Recovery equipment, including foam rollers, massage guns, and stretching mats, supports muscle relaxation and injury prevention. These additions improve overall fitness performance and aid post-workout recovery.

Considerations for Home and Commercial Gyms

When selecting gym equipment, assess the available space, user needs, and budget. Commercial gyms should prioritize high-durability machines with warranties and service support. For home gyms, compact and foldable designs can maximize space efficiency. Choosing well-designed, ergonomic equipment ensures safety and long-term usability.

F1-Recreation Offers Gym Equipment in Singapore

F1-Recreation provides a wide range of gym equipment in Singapore, catering to both home and commercial users. Their selection includes high-performance treadmills, strength machines, and functional training equipment. Designed for durability and efficiency, their products support various fitness levels and workout routines. 

Whether you are setting up a home gym or upgrading a fitness center, F1-Recreation ensures quality equipment that enhances the workout experience. Their commitment to innovative fitness solutions makes them a trusted choice for that seeking reliable and professional-grade gym equipment in Singapore.

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 Fitness Quotes to Keep You Going: Stay on Track, Even When It’s Tough 💪

 Fitness Quotes to Keep You Going: Stay on Track, Even When It’s Tough 💪

Let’s be honest—staying fit isn’t always easy. There are days when the sofa looks far more inviting than the squat rack. But here’s the truth: showing up for yourself, even when you don’t feel like it, is where the magic happens. Whether you’re new to fitness or a seasoned gym-goer, a few powerful quotes can give you that extra nudge to keep going. Here are five fitness mantras that can help you stay on course, even when motivation dips.

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1. Motivation—Show up, even when you don’t feel like it. 💥

Motivation is fleeting, but habits are solid gold. You won’t always feel pumped to work out—and that’s perfectly normal. The secret? Show up anyway. Some of your best progress will come from the workouts you almost skipped. Those days build mental toughness and discipline, not just muscles. So the next time your bed tries to convince you to skip your run, remind yourself, "I'm doing this for me."

2. Be Consistent—Small steps every day = big results 📈

You don’t need to go all out every day. The idea that fitness success only comes from massive effort is a myth. In reality, it’s the daily small wins that create long-term change. A 20-minute walk, a few stretches, or a quick home workout might not seem like much—but over time, those moments add up. Consistency builds confidence, routine, and real results. So, start small and stay steady.

3. Progress Over Perfection—Just keep moving forward ➡️

Perfection is a trap. Waiting until everything is “just right” can keep you from even getting started. Maybe your form isn’t perfect yet, or you missed a workout—don’t stress. Focus on progress, not perfection. Celebrate the fact that you’re showing up and trying. Every bit of effort counts. Remember: done is better than perfect.  Click for more details. 🌞

4. No Bad Workouts—Something is always better than nothing. 🏃‍♀️

Ever finish a workout and feel like it wasn’t your best? That’s okay. Some days, your energy might be low or your schedule too packed. But here’s the thing—moving your body at all is a win. A walk, a light stretch, or a few sets of bodyweight exercises still support your goals. There’s no such thing as a wasted effort. Keep showing up, even if it’s not “perfect.”

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5. Push Yourself—No one else can do it for you. 🔥

At the end of the day, your fitness journey is yours alone. Coaches can guide you, friends can encourage you, but only you can do the work. When you push past your limits—even just a little—you discover how strong you really are. Set goals that excite you. Challenge yourself. And when things get tough, remind yourself why you started. You’ve got this.

Final Thoughts 💭

Fitness isn’t about being perfect—it’s about being persistent. These five quotes are more than just words; they’re reminders of the mindset that fuels long-term success. Whether you’re smashing your goals or just starting out, remember to show up, stay consistent, aim for progress, embrace every workout, and push yourself beyond what you thought was possible. Keep going—you’re stronger than you think. 💪✨

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