Hey, Picture this.You’re standing in an empty gym at 2 AM, staring at a stack of unpaid bills that could wallpaper a small apartment. Your phone buzzes with another client cancellation. Your girlfriend texts: “We need to talk.” (You already know that’s not going to end in a hug.) That was me three years ago. I was a coach who couldn’t coach himself out of a paper bag. A gymnastics instructor watching his best athletes quit for “better opportunities.” Running an agency is bleeding cash faster...