I know I just talked about eating healthy, but basically I eat healthy most of the time so I can indulge in chocolate, and most recently; Swiss chocolate. Lately, I’ve had a lot of visitors, so I had to let them experience my favorite part about this city- the chocolate, of course. Let me give you a little taste of what this country has to offer.
I just finished my first of eleven modules on the road to becoming a yoga teacher. It was probably the most physically challenging activity I have done since high school sports tryouts. By day three of five days, every muscle in my body was sore and not happy with me. I came home each night from the 9-hour day and all I could manage to do was lie in the bathtub, transfer to the couch, then to bed. But by day four and five I was surprisingly re-energized and ready to keep working. I have some training to do in order to get in the necessary yoga shape, but I left the first module feeling excited for what is to come.
Last week, Jon’s office threw us a celebratory “apero” for our recent nuptials. I thought it was just a casual happy hour, so I arrived fashionably late, per usual. As I arrived, everyone was sitting down in a circle and there was an empty seat at the head of the circle, next to Jon, waiting for me. It was definitely more of an entrance than I wanted to make, but the embarrassment wore off quickly with a glass of wine.
I used to have plans every weekend. Not necessarily big plans, but I would go into the weekend knowing that my Saturday included yoga at 9:30, brunch with a girlfriend, shopping in the afternoon, and meeting friends for dinner/drinks that night. And Sunday would be similar, maybe including an open house or sports watching.
There is recent talk that the weather in Zurich is about to get depressing. So much talk that girls I’ve met here are planning to buy a sunlight lamp this winter to boost their moods. Have you heard of these sunlight lamps? I guess they simulate the sunlight and give you the vitamin D you need to stay happy during the seemingly endless grey days.
I have this bad habit when I bake. I seldom read the directions in full before I start making the recipe. I mean, I have good intentions to do so, but my impatience gets the best of me and I just start baking. My mom did not understand this. I would mess up whatever I was making and she would ask, “Well, did you read the whole recipe first?” Ya, ya, ya.
It turns out that women’s book clubs are the same, even in Zurich. There is always an assigned book, and there are always the essential food groups; wine, apps, and dessert. But the best part of it all is that you don’t actually have to read the book. Don’t get me wrong, I like reading, but I don’t want to have to skip a book club if I didn’t get a chance to finish the book. It’s a wonder to me why we even bother to call it book club in the first place, but I won’t fight it. It sounds distinguished and is a great excuse for a girls night in.