Posts by Jen

Yesterday was free museum day in Paris!  The first Sunday of every month, Paris opens their museums for all to enjoy FOR FREE!  It is one of the only things in Paris you get for free, so many people living in the city take advantage! Along with the whole, "I am still figuring myself out" thing, I have to ask myself if I even care about visiting a museum.  Everything around me tells me, "Yes!  You love to learn!  Look at the history!  Look at the art!  You are in Paris!  Go!  Go to the museums!!!"  But everything inside me says, "Hmmmm.  That is a weird picture.  How long should I stand and ponder at this weird trinket from the middle ages?"  I don’t know people!  Is it just me or are museums sometimes a little boring?  Justin, Ndriana (pronounced Gene, he is French and was a huge help to…

Paris and sore legs do not go well together.  Walking.  Lots of walking.  I didn’t realize that after my Body Pump class at the gym, I would be this sore.  I am sore.  I woke up at 8am this morning thinking, "Ouch.  I am sore." So, my Body Pump class.  In case you don’t know what that is, it is basically a class full of squats, lunges, things with a bar bell and weights on it working every muscle in my arms, legs, butt, stomach, and any other body part that has a muscle.  Half way through the class, my legs started to shake and feel like jello.  Toward the end of the bicep curls I thought I couldn’t go on, but I did!  None of the little French women were going to outdo me!  Especially since I was bigger than most of the girls in there AND had less…

Only in Paris.  That is the thought that comes to mind when I reflect on my day at the gym yesterday.  First of all, congratulations to me for finally getting a gym membership!  And not to mention I did  it all by myself!  I stumbled my way through, but eventually ended up with the student rate (200 euros less!) gym membership.  I met with my trainer (everyone gets one) and stumbled through that as well.   He was super patient with me.  He asked what I wanted done and he somehow came up with an exercise program for me.  I started on the step machine (as if i don’t already climb enough in this city of no elevators).  He made me increase a level every three minutes.  Luckily I was only on it for fifteen minutes before he had me switch to the treadmill.  He set me to a level ten. …