Lovely Awkward: A Year of Wine, Romance and Life Among the French

Lovely Awkward: A Year of Wine, Romance and Life Among the French

Wednesday 20 January 2010

The real preparation for the next five days...

I will drag my butt to the gym for the next five days. I will, I swear. This is the Rocky sequence part of the leap that they never bother to show you in the movies.

OK, really... I have a gym membership, and I'm going to have to cancel it while I'm away... or forever if I stay. I figured that I should try to squeeze as much as I can out of it before I give it up. And, I've been thinking that doing more exercise will probably help me sleep. And fit legs will probably help me ski (the Professor thinks we're going to tackle the Alps when I get there).

The idea of finally shaking off all of these pre-authorized debits, I must say, is also amazing. Why do we always have so many things tying us down? I'm sure I'll get more of these ties once I'm in France, but for the duration of my plane trip, I'm going to enjoy the freedom.

I do remember once, feeling completely free.

I was driving through the US in a camper van with some friends. We had the windows down, the music on, and no work, school or apartments to go home to. We had completely unhinged ourselves from any obligations other than eating and sleep. That is how I'm going to feel on the plane. I have to keep reminding myself... because those feelings never last.


  1. The odd thing about blogging...

    I went downstairs to throw in some laundry. I told my dad that I was torn about going to the gym... feel I should go, but am not really in the mood.

    "That's funny," he said. "I'm pretty sure I just got an email saying that you were going."

    (He's signed up to get posts from this page by email.)

    I guess I'd now be embarrassing myself if I didn't go, right??

  2. :) No turning back!