Vacation...Or is it?

So, I was planning my trip to Lafayette. I planned my night out with friends, a party with family, some "dates", and my special eating places. I also planned on a few days of not working out. Well, you can't spell sHELLey without "hell".

The day before I'm to leave, I get a text from HER. It has the Newtone Fitness Center group fitness schedule and two words, "no excuses". Holy flipping cow. We all know I follow what my leader says, so I get right on it. I have two friends that workout at Newtone and were willing to help a sista out.

In 4th grade I had a friend named Bob. He's still my friend and his name is still Bob. Anyway, he was so cool AND he's a black belt in karate. So, he was showing off his mad skills one day at recess and I got to hold his hat. It was the coolest day ever. I tell this story to say that Bob's beautiful girlfriend, Bri, is one of new my L-town workout buddies.

My other workout buddy, Dawn, is actually an instructor at Newtone. We became friends through mutual friends and she is amazing. She's also workout hot. In case you don't know what that is, workout hot is when you admire someone's looks at the gym in a non-sexual way.

Anyway- Dawn and I went to do Step. There was this bandana mafia there- about 5 women, ages 60+, in their bandana headbands and they were kicking tail. There was also an old Chinese woman, who weighed maybe 80 pounds, and she did every high option at full intensity. I was just trying not to fall off my step or trip over it.

We stayed for Pump. Dawn was practicing teaching the first half (she did great) and Bri came to workout with me. They have metal plates, and it would drive me CRAZY to hear that clanging all the time. It was fun to do a workout I am comfortable with. Of course, that enabled me to watch Molly Meth Head. This chick was in regular clothes and tennis shoes, clearly a regular bra (without any support), more tattoos than my family has, and she was just there to socialize with her friend...or maybe score some drugs. I don't know. I know she did every exercise wrong- and didn't try, and talked the entire time. Ugh!!! Plus, she cleaned up her weights during stretch time- and we all know how I feel about that ;)

It was so fun to workout with Bri and Dawn. I was proud to watch my friend work towards her certification, and see how others teach. Of course, the best part was bragging rights of "working out for 2 hours".