Ep 17: Morning light pours through the windows of their home gym, painting soft gold across the floo

Ep 17: Morning light pours through the windows of their home gym, painting soft gold across the floor. She settles into a steady rhythm on the stationary bike, stealing playful glances in his direction. Across the room, he curls the EZ bar with calm focus, then catches her eye in the mirror and flashes the grin that always breaks her concentration."Eyes on the workout," he teases.She laughs, pretending to pedal harder. "I'm trying. You're making it difficult."Between sets, he walks over with her water bottle already uncapped. She takes a sip, then reaches up to smooth a strand of hair from his forehead before gently patting his shoulder. A quiet encouragement wrapped into ordinary gestures.Their playlists blend together. Their breathing finds the same rhythm.Even while doing different exercises, they're still moving through the morning as one team.The strongest thing we're building is us.