Camila's POV, Bora Bora, January 5
Eleanor and I wake up early, to go to our class of pilates on the beach. I go to the bathroom, wash my face and my teeth, then I put my hair into two french braids. Then I put on my grey and turquoise leggings, a black Nike tank top and my turquoise Nike shoes. Once Eleanor and I are both ready we make our way to the bar and get two berry smoothies. We sit at a table and once we're finished we go to our class.
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"Damn! I never thought that pilates could be so hard," Eleanor says.
"I know right? That was like hardcore."
"Hopefully it'll be easier tomorrow."
"I'm going to the gym now. Chanelle wanted to come, so tell her that I'm there," I tell Eleanor.
"Ok," Eleanor says and we part ways.
Once I get to the gym, I do some dynamic stretching and then I start with a 20 minute run on the treadmill. When I'm halfway through, Chanelle joins me.
"I'm just gonna do what you're doing, cause I never know what to do at the gym."
I laugh, and then I continue running.
After the treadmill, a do 7 minutes of the stair master, and then I do 30 minutes of leg exercises on the machines. Then I do 25 minutes of abs, 17 minutes of arms and shoulders, and then 17 minutes of weights for my back muscles. Once we're done, Chanelle and I stretch for a few minutes, and then we grab our water bottles and towels, and go back to our room to shower.
Chanelle showers first. While I'm waiting, Eleanor enters our room.
"Where were you?" I ask her.
"I went around the resort, seeing which things are where. And I also asked the front desk a few things."
"Cool. So what did you find out?"
"Well there's an amazing spa, and a beautiful restaurant that only opens for dinner. And the bar is just amazing," Eleanor says. I laugh and then she asks, "how was your workout?"
"It was great. I really needed it after the way we ate in NYC, Paris and Greece. Especially since we didn't do any exercise."
"Well we did walk a lot," Eleanor says.
"Ya but that's not enough for me. I have to workout everyday, or else I feel weird."
"Ugh, athletic people," Eleanor rolls her eyes.
I ignore her comment and say, "plus we only have two weeks to train for our final game. And if we win, we get to go to nationals. And I really want to. So that means that I have to stay in shape no matter what. Plus basketball season is close so..."
"You're crazy," Eleanor says.
I laugh and then get my things ready to go in the shower.
After showering, I put my hair into a high messy ponytail, and put some black 3/4 leggings, a black sports bra, a sheer white top over, and my black and white Nike shoes.
When we're all ready, we go to the breakfast restaurant. We order our food, and once it arrives, we eat it, then talk for a while, and then make our way to the dance studio.
There are around 8 other girls and two guys. We start right away. We stretch and then we start learning a hip-hop choreography. Our choreographer is very nice. She seems to be around 27 years old, and she kinda looks like Eleanor. She's an amazing dancer, and the choreography is amazing.
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At the end of the class, everyone got to free-style, and then we all said goodbye and parted ways. The girls and I went to the bar to eat a snack, and then we got changed for the beach and the pool.
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