Alex leans back, staring down at the gnarled veins in her biceps popping out as her tightened muscles strain against the dumbbell, sweat glistening on her taut chiseled arm, exhaling sharply and grunting and she pumps it up and down and then again and again in controlled almost mechanical movements.

Alex doesn’t like being disturbed during her workouts, and this morning was no different. She continues lifting, barely hiding the glare in her eyes, as she sees you walking up the driveway towards her