Another 2 pounds?!?!

I recently moved to Boston to live with my husband and study for the bar exam. As soon as I got here I joined the closest gym because working out keeps me sane and sort of allows me to concentrate while I study. So far I've been going about 5-6 hours a week, usually in the form of these crazy bootcamp workout classes. I wouldn't exactly call them fun but since I hate weightraining and I hate to be a quitter, they get me to lift some weights and do some cardio all packaged up in one hour. The insanely skinny and fit instructors have lulled me into thinking that maybe if I keep this up I will someday look like that. But, instead I have been steadily gaining about 2 pounds a week since I got here. This is not a huge surprise considering I snack all day long while I study and then when Frenchie gets home I tend to drink a lot more than usual and eat a lot more than usual. But it is still frustrating because I don't see how I could be gaining that much weight! A couple pounds, sure, but literally I've gained about 12 pounds according to the gym's scale!

So, the new plan is keep up the snacking, on healthy to semi-healthy snacks, but cut way down on the dinners and the drinking. I'm usually not all the hungry in the evening anyway and I just eat because it is there or because it tastes good (Frenchie is an excellent cook). From now on, one drink a night and tiny portions. There, I said it out loud so it will be true!

Whatcha doing?

I recently got married to a wonderful French man, who we will call Frenchie. Frenchie and I have been seeing each other for almost 5 years, but have never really lived together until now. Actually, for the past three years we have been living 3000 miles away from each other. So, needless to say, this is taking a little bit of getting used to. I like to have my space and my routines while he seems to like knowing what I am doing at all times. "Whatcha doing? Where are you? Where are you going?" It reminds me of that Sex and the City episode where Carrie and Aidan move in together. I am realizing that there are many things that I did as a "single" person that I am not sure I want him to know about.

For one, sometimes I like to sit and surf the internet for HOURS. I know that does not make me special or anything, and he also does this sometimes, but I like to do it while watching TV, snacking, perhaps talking on the phone, with my cat nestled in next to me, while chewing gum, painting my toenails and well, you get the point. I am sure the first time I let myself do this in front of him I will hear about it and be endlessly made fun of. But at some point I guess I just have to be myself with him.

I'm back

I have decided to revive the blog for a few reasons. First, I have been doing a lot of reading lately, of other people's blogs and fun novels and I feel like trying out the writing outlet. Second, I am currently studying for the bar exam, spend all day thinking and talking to myself, so I figure I should try to express myself somehow. Well, that's about it for the reasons. What do people write about on blogs? I have no children, so I can't write about that. I just recently got engaged and then very quickly married, which is something to write about. I'm unemployed and studying to take a bar exam in a state where I'm not even sure I'm going to live. Interesting to me but probably not to others. Hmm...well, we'll see where this takes me.