We work out differently now that we live in the United States…
Why going to a running club? And more important: why going back? These are the metaphysical questions I’m asking to myself on Wednesdays. It all started with a nice conversation with a friend one night, and
Boston marathon takes place each third Monday in April, on Patriots’ Day. It’s a very popular event here in Boston. All the American people we know here encouraged us to stay in the city and
We went to see a college hockey game, Harvard vs Boston University. Great entertainment!
Yoga is my favorite hobbie, even if I’m not an ex-gymnast neither a fanatic of India babacool-ness.
Last weekend, friends invited us to go ski with them. We went to the Green Mountains in Vermont 15 days ago, this time we were in the White Mountains, in Western Maine. We were at Sunday River, at
A friend asks me to go with her to a spinning class. I hesitate, think NO but say YES. I haven’t any idea about spinning, I don’t even know this word, but I say YES
Manu was in a boxing club in Paris. When we arrived in Boston, he tried to find a new club, and took me with him to try this gym.
We watched the Super Bowl in a bar, without really understanding the rules of the game though…
Relaxing no longer exists… It’s all about sweating and “working out” now. I miss yoga!