It Sounds Better When You Say It In French
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Yesterday was my day with the personal trainer (PT). I go first thing in the morning, and the rest of my day was fairly open so I spent 90 minutes at the gym altogether, including the half-hour I spent with PT learning some dumbbell exercises that will develop my chest and shoulders and help me out with the bench press.
The gym is still pretty crowded. It used to be that on a Tuesday morning most of the people in the gym were seniors. You couldn't hope to get a recumbent bike, but there was always a choice of at least four or five treadmills. Now? It's all young people. I had to put in some time on a recumbent bike before there was an available treadmill for me.
Not that I'm complaining. I got to read a fashion magazine from cover to cover and rejoice in the fact that the outfits and cute clothes they showed were actually things I could hope to wear. So that was a bonus.
Also a bonus: this morning I am on a wave again. I dropped a pound overnight and I am currently 154.4. That means I've lost 48 pounds and I can really say to people who ask how much weight I've lost that it's "almost 50 pounds".
Also fun: yesterday I bought a size 10 skirt that was on sale for $5. It is made of that unforgiving kind of material -- not a thread of spandex in the thing -- and it just fits me nicely. So I might get to wear it twice before it gets too big. But that's okay -- $5 is about the price of a latte, and I might as well get myself a skirt instead.
Of course, then I needed a top to go with it, and that was not on sale. It was full price at $14. Quel dommage! (The sarcastic phrase "too bad!" sounds better when you say it in French.) I got a whole new outfit for under $20, and a week from today we are going out to dinner to celebrate my birthday, so I even have an occasion to wear it to.
Il fait bon vivre. (Life is good.)