Physical training

This week, Robert and I went to the gym almost every day. We missed Thursday and Friday because of two reasons: 1. Robert was bone-tired after helping move our friends into their new house all day Thursday, and 2. we had to leave by a specific time on Friday afternoon to make it to ASF in time for the play. No time for the gym.

But I've been very proud of us. For two people whose lifestyles have become, admittedly, rather sedentary, getting to the gym three days out of a week is a very good start.

Unfortunately, I've been feeling a bit crummy yesterday and today. We're taking today off from the gym as well, in order to allow me time to rest and to help me avoid actual illness. Tomorrow is dependent upon how I feel. We'll be back to it on Monday, and I'm looking forward to it. I've already been noticing how my clothes have been fitting better, and how I've had strengthened energy.

Robert told me this morning something that really stuck with me: he enjoys going to the gym with me because it gives us some more time to see each other. See, this Fall semester is potentially going to be one of the hardest semesters on us. Robert has his internship at a school which happens to be in a different time zone (about a 45-minute drive east), which will require him to be awake around 4 a.m., so he can leave by 5 a.m. He'll be going to bed very early most days of the week, which means that our time together during the week will be limited. But at least, he said, we know we'll be able to see each other at least an hour a day at the gym. That strengthened and reassured me.

I may not get to my "ideal" size by the wedding, but (as I've said) our wedding date is not my final deadline. I don't have a final deadline. I just want to be able to buy a dress out of the plus-sized section, so my goal is to be at least a size 14 or 12 by next May. That's three or four more sizes. I can do it because Robert has confidence in our achieving our goals. I have confidence in us, too.