Trudging around the track it nearly stopped me in my tracks, not only did I take running shoes on vacation but I was using them. I was running in the middle of the ocean because I wanted to and for no other reason. I took the time that morning and just relaxed into it. I didn't critique my style, I didn't get (too) jealous of the gazelle who kept bounding past me with her blonde pony tail bouncing or the sprinter who lapped me more than the laps I actually ran, I kept my eyes open and I just ran my run.
There is something strange and empowering about coming home from vacation having lost 5 lbs and not wracked with guilt over poor choices. I enjoyed every minute and every bite and every step on the trip but I know it's just starting.
