08/06/2026
Ten years in one building.
Swipe.
Take your time.
Every photo has a name behind it.
I was 13 the first time I walked into this place. Back then it was Powerhouse Gym. I didn't know what a squat was. I didn't know what a rep was. I knew it smelled like metal and sweat and that grown men were doing something I wanted to be part of.
I didn't know then that I'd own it one day.
I didn't know I'd build a youth program in the back. Fill the walls with kids. Run camps in the summer. Coach football and wrestling out of the same space where I did my first pull-up.
I didn't know a lot of things.
But I knew this: whatever we built here would be earned.
Look at what you see in these photos.
Kids who were 6 years old when they started and are now getting recruited by colleges. Adults who couldn't do a push-up and now pull their own weight over a bar. Coaches who showed up when they didn't have to. Parents who trusted us with their kids. Members who never left.
Every photo is proof.
Proof that this wasn't just a gym.
We did it through COVID. Through a pandemic that closed every gym in the country. We trained outside. We trained in driveways. We trained through injuries and grief and moves and marriages and every real-life thing that gets in the way.
We didn't quit.
Neither did you.
To the families who raised their kids in this building..
thank you.
To the athletes who bled here..
thank you.
To the staff who showed up before the sun..
thank you.
To the loyal ones who kept coming when others didn't..
thank you.
You are the Haus.
You always were.
We are not closing the doors.
We are opening bigger ones.
The standard we built here goes with us.
Swipe to the end.
You'll see what I mean.
