I am so fired. I missed class on Tuesday because I had to get ready (read: find a cute dress or two) before my departure to Vegas the next morning, and then missed class Thursday and Saturday because I was still in LV. I schlepped my tennies to Vegas, but did I even go for a walk? No. Did I do any sit-ups? Uh, no. This is why I need a trainer. Tuesday=back on track.