Hip Hop Cardio

Last night while Tracy and Denise were sweating it out at Hip Hop Cardio I was drinking champagne, eating a caterered gourmet dinner, and sitting by the water looking at the Boston skyline with the sun setting behind it while listening to Lucinda Williams and John Mellencamp.

So, needless to say, this week I don't hate Tracy. Sucker.

UPDATE: Apparently Denise didn't make it to class last night either (it was her son's 2nd birthday). And Lacy, our beloved teacher who ran in to us at the Rose Garden the other night eating fried food and drinking beer, really made them pay. Tracy said it was a BRUTAL class.