Barre Class

After work today, I went to the gym and instead of doing my normal treadmill routine, I noticed that my barre instructor was in the large gym getting ready to lead a class. I knew it was barre, because I saw the chairs, and the mats. I walked in and put my stuff in the back and grabbed a chair, a mat, and a stretchy band. I figured why not. I love this class, and I haven’t done it in awhile, since I got a full time job.
When the class began, she noticed me and smiled. We started with piles, and Relevés my thighs were screaming.  Then I remembered I have to dress up nicely tomorrow for the visitation which means heels. I like the ballet part. The abdominal work out, not so much. I am not a fan. I was a little rusty, but glad to be back.
At the end of class, I talked to my instructor. I asked her what she charges per hour, and she said, $55. She can come to your house to train me, the gym, or at her friend’s dance studio.  I said, I will definitely talk to my husband. She gave me her number. She also told me to keep coming to barre twice a week. She teaches it at her friend’s dance studio on Sunday’s at 9:30am. She said no bread, no pasta. I am going to do this. I can do this. I don’t have much to lose, it just I need to get back in shape and get toned up. No excuse not to.
After barre, I hopped on the treadmill, and Drew came over to talk to me. He thinks $55 an hour is a bit steep, but I told him that trainers can cost $80-$100 an hour, typically. He sort of agreed with me, but wants us to wait until after England. I understand and agree with him. We spending a lot of money for this trip to England. Then I realized I had to stop at Wal-Mart. He offered to go for me, even though I had to pick up mascara. He just wanted me to send him a picture of what kind I needed. He is the sweetest. I am one lucky girl

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