Beautiful Monster

I may or may not be a few blogs behind, but I am sure going to catch up :)

Last week I had a very special visitor in Alabama. My 13 year old niece, Lauren, took her first airplane ride alone to fly to Birmingham. I told her to be sure to bring her workout clothes. If I only knew what I was creating...

Tuesday we went to boot camp and she was a superstar. She kept pace with the fastest person in class, Boy Kelly. She was apparently on his heels. I didn't observe because I was upstairs running fat people laps. Then, in an attempt to show my niece how uncoordinated I am, sHELLey breaks out the jump ropes. We do some ridiculous jump rope exercise/ relay race. It was a contest- to see who could jump the most in a minute. Lauren got 100. Aunt Jocelyn got....5.

So far so humiliating. We went on to be divided into teams (by ability) and had to run our tails off. So glad I could use all of my skills in one day. Melissa was on my team, along with my sweet sidekick, Brandy. Melissa spent her entire time hollering at Brandy and I to run, jump, go. Holy cow. I hope she got paid for that work.

Lauren LOVED it. She thought boot camp was amazing, and she started to change just a tiny bit.

That evening we went to Body Combat. It was my first time, and I was mortified. I felt like a giraffe in a straight-jacket wearing high heels. I don't know how to punch, kick or anything else. Thank goodness Kasie was there to help me out. She had to keep telling me to fix my feet and which arm to use. Lauren? She got it down. In fact, she was in love with it. She's already figured out where to buy gloves "just like Shelley's".

We also did Pump and Attack, and she enjoyed them both. She talked her mom into adding her to the gym membership so she could hit the Les Mills classes. She has started a new quote, "Portion Control". She says it about EVERYTHING.

Let's just say we've created a monster- Little Shelley, if you will. When I said she was a nazi the other day, she said, "No, I'm not. I'm a little Shelley."

Oooooh boy. The cool thing about being an aunt is that you can create a monster...and take them back to mom :)