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Sunday, March 30, 2008


There was a recent "article" at The Onion about someone who sent out so many emails chronicling the minutia of his life that he was considered a modern day Proust. I kind of feel like that guy. I do write a lot each day, but it is all emails, mostly to this odd little chat group to which I belong and to my long-suffering husband. And it's also interesting (to me at least) that I have been thinking about reading Proust, even though I haven't cracked page one of volume one. But I enjoy reading about Proust, which I do vicariously through a blog called Orange Crate Art, written by an English professor somewhere in Indiana.

Much has happened in the last little while, not the least of which was that I turned 50 and didn't even mark that milestone with a blog post. I have concluded that I must begin blogging about the minutia of my life in a Proust-meets-the-Onion sort of way.

Today, I wrote the CanFitPro Personal trainer Specialist exam. I gave myself the course as a 50th birthday present. I don't know if I am going to become a personal trainer but I have been going to the gym lately and noticing a lot of women older than I am who could probably relate more to a personal trainer closer to their own age. Plus, I have been watching my parents age (gracefully, I may say) and they do love to quote (was it Bette Davis?) someone who said "getting old ain't for sissies". I figure I have about 30 years before I allow myself to qualify as "old" and I am going to start preparing for it now. Although I am a member of the GoodLife Gym and I really enjoy its group exercise classes, I don't think I would want to sign on there as a trainer in its stable. Because "stable" sort of says it all for me. If I do become a trainer, it will be on my terms. I want to be able to choose the people with whom I work and it's not the money that is important to me.

Anyway - first I have to pass the exam. I don't know when I'll hear how I did. If I passed (I'm pretty sure I did), then I have to take a CPR certification course and then I have to do the practical exam, which I know I will pass. And then we shall see. In the meantime, I continue to teach part time, which ends at the end of April. Peter and I are going to Europe in May for the first time ever together. And when we get back, I want to renovate the upstairs of the house, including putting in a whole new bathroom. So I think I'm busy until July at any rate.

There. That's a good start. Now I just have to do this every day.

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Blogger Granny J said...

Many years ago, I was in a situation where I had to stay in my room for a good week. That was the week that I read Proust! Only one of the 6 volumes, but I found it delicious! It took quite a bit of reading to get myself into the book, but once I was there, I wanted to stay. Maybe one of these days, I'll be so confined that I'll have to read the other volumes. I hope not!

10:54 p.m., April 08, 2008  
Blogger JuliaR said...

Your take on Proust is what I figured I would find, once I got there. However, I really don't want to be confined to a room for a week either! It's like wishing you could get sick (but not too sick) so you could lose some weight. Ack! I took a Michener paperback to the beach last year and even though I was there for 2 weeks and sat on the beach every single day, I only got half of the novel read.

7:06 a.m., April 09, 2008  

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