As though I weren’t sweating enough already…

Happy 4th of July. I’m going to celebrate by joining Jeremie’s only real gym on its opening day. You’d think in a country with much of the population malnourished or undernourished, I’d have no need….but everyone blames the rice. With an inscription fee of about five dollars and a monthly fee of about ten, I figure it’s not the end of the world if I don’t go all the time. It could be quite a spectacle to have a “blan” (white) at the gym, but maybe it’ll increase enrollment- my gift to Rodrigue, the owner and a friend of mine.

The gym hours are 6-9am and 4:30-8, to avoid both work hours and the worst of the heat. I’ll brave the heat this afternoon, but I think I’ll try to go at six tomorrow. I don’t really have anything else to do at that time, and even on the days that I “sleep in,” I’m out of bed by 6:40 (and that’s when I force myself back to sleep). No, I didn’t expect to ever hear myself say that either, at least during my stint in grad school.