My first training session was this past Friday. I left the house directly after school at 3:30 p.m. and didn't make it to Bryan's parents' house until 5 p.m. - traffic stunk! The jazzercise center I was headed to is within 5 miles of their house, so I dropped Drew and Mallory off there (Brady stayed home with Bryan for baseball practice later that night). I was expecting 2-3 other girls to attend the session, but I ended up being the only one! Good news is, I got a lot of attention. Bad news is, I got a lot of attention. lol It was 3 to 1... 1 of me and three instructors watching me from all angles, plus mirrored walls. This doesn't sound that fun, does it?
While they were impressed with some of the things I am already doing well, they also found plenty for me to work on. Of course, I was so sore yesterday, I didn't even consider working out. Hopefully tomorrow when I go over my routines again, I will remember most of what I was told... we'll see.